Wednesday, 27 May 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. Sheilagh Lee27 May 2015 at 17:08

    yes sometimes that will be the answer

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  2. Alice Audrey27 May 2015 at 17:27

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

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  3. Helen A. Howell27 May 2015 at 22:21

    So much behind those words - very nicely written.

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  4. kaykuala28 May 2015 at 05:32

    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. Linda Kay28 May 2015 at 05:59

    An interesting relationship, for sure. Thanks!

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  6. Jae Rose29 May 2015 at 05:56

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

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  7. Old Egg29 May 2015 at 15:03

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

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  8. J Cosmo Newbery30 May 2015 at 20:17

    Aw rats!

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