To-night

pepperpepper Posts: 155
edited January 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Your drunk
and I’ve lost my keys
and refuse to
retrace my steps
because I won’t go back
through the empty bottles
or 15 shot glasses
we lined up
and chased
quicker
than we smoked
with our coats on
and my head
getting lighter
than my face
when you laugh
at the unsteadiness
in my legs
and words
and misplaced belongings
I won’t ever return for
or miss
because I like the sky
and so do you.
Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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