Poetry · Writing

Alcohol in Season

Tonight- we will drink until our eyes roll out

down the street

you can’t bare to let your heart follow

but you can’t take your eyes off her

so will drink until our stomachs come out of our throats

those butterflies have been living there

and they haven’t paid rent

so they need to go

so drunk will we forget names

but the invisible tattoo on your wrist

forehead lips tongue blood

like a name tag that I stole to get in

I can never forget

so will drink- to waste time

to borrow a few seconds of clarity

you wander in the parts I want to close off

but you keep the store open

like a holiday that never ends

so will drink

to hope that you are drinking too

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