Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Pretty pink toes



I opened my eyes
Just what had we done last night?
Lying on the floor

The air was so stale
And reeked of cheap liquor
I remember now

Lost another job
With misery my only friend
Drowning my sorrows

Until I thought of you
A privilege to know you
For you'd sympathise

Me drunk as a skunk
You fast asleep in your chair
With pretty pink toes

I reached up to touch
But you sadly shook your head
Then said "Time you went"
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8 comments:

  1. yes sometimes that will be the answer

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  2. So much depth and subtlety in this one. Love it!

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  3. So much behind those words - very nicely written.

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  4. There comes a time when one gets the message in no uncertain terms. Looks to be a point of no return!

    Hank

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  5. An interesting relationship, for sure. Thanks!

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  6. Was she there at all...or just a tempting dream with pretty pink toes..

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  7. Yes I should have gone down that track Jae. We should collaborate!

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