so it was in the darkened corners of the night in some half buried hallway, lit dimmly by christmas lights and intoxicated faces burning red that i was lost for a moment, or perhaps longer. i remember falling out of bed that night. gin and tonics and red dog were never meant to meet in the stomach they are better suited for a dark humid alley, or a toilet but i am weak, what can i do about this raging against myself i figured out where i was, then left for an extensive walk. i remember standing on the fire escape, and thinking the ground looked much closer than usual. the music was mellow, man, it was mellow, a saxophone and trumpet a kick in the face, faced with mac and his knife the sad faces, drowning in pity and booze, spun about the room and down the hallway i returned, and danced a bit, and drank some more. i remember flashes of inspiration, but not the substance. and the sad, fleeing faces, all dressed up like prom bandits they can not smile, could not rather, that night for fear of complete freedom from mistakes, they fear mistakes too much i'm freeing myself from that fear, learning to breathe. i remember waking up wounded the next day, but happy.
Reason for writing:
last night
Birth sign: Cancer
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