Ramble... (valentine's edition)
Intergalactic poetry bellowing through the main room
Shielded by sub-standard privacy curtains in the frame
‘Cash is king’ buried underneath retained warmth
Zipped up portable wardrobes carried by a disenfranchised worker
Traveling through the frigid night with two unknowns and a long lost companion
Stripped down in the freezing back lot
Using a trunk as my dresser
A couple swift games of pool until I bump into my regulars
Chit chat, pitter pat, where do you want to go tonight?
Cool man. Can you give me a ride?
No. I’m full up. But she can.
Say my goodbyes and agree to meet Bull later
First he must deliver his junkie partners home.
Roll out, down, through, and under
Arrival at my Friday night institution
Five shots of So-Co, please
Five vodka tonics, please
Alcohol rushes through my brain like a tidal wave
Perched up by the stage
The band isn’t good but I dig it anyway
So far weird things on this here Valentine’s Day
Call the recently dumped one on the mobile
Think of the new one that I haven’t quite wrapped up yet
And surrounded by randoms who like to take advantage of a drunk
Loud guitars, wild kissing, instinctual groping, spilled drinks
And we gaze at the backdrop of girls dancing on bars
Memories blur into one another at this point
This is my hallmark holiday
Well, I got it right the next day
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I usually only do one ramble... post a month, but i had this one here i wrote about a valentine's day from a couple years back, and i felt like posting it, so here it is. By the way, for those of you who read the previous post, contrary to what you might think, I am NOT a drug addict, trust me, I know what I'm talking about.
2 Comments:
your shit is dope. it's definately got that nu skool beat poet feel to it.verses and verses of subversive cursive. i'm down.
nice... thanx. crazy to hear from you, it's been almost fifteen years. It's pretty cool that we linked up again... fucking myspace; who knew?
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