Aug 19, 2008

Tally Up the Scoresheets, Bridal Showerists.

Another Woman
Thankfully, she would not wake up until later, so
I left early to sleep in my old house where I still
had a bed.

When I woke, I felt the claws of a strange,
unfulfilled night on my shoulders.

I wanted adventure not companionship;
the difference between the two being
something I've been drinking for years
to figure out.

3 comments:

G said...

I concur: Sobriety IS hard.

G said...

Also STEAL PICTURE MINE MINE MINE. Balancing act on talonclaws rip rip goes tasty horsey. Is it wrong that I identify with the lion? Or merely fitting?

Business or Leisure? said...

I think the lion actually identifies with you.