A Night Like Most Nights

April 14, 2017

I sat there on a night like most nights

drinking rebel yell on ice and listening to acoustics

 

putting Bukowski books in my cart

wondering which one would wound me most

 

thinking about what I would do if it was the last night on earth

and it was still quiet out like this

 

I guess I would write and drink

and have sex with someone I love or loved once

 

I would want to make a mad sprint down to san diego

and really lose my shit in the blow

 

and see the fire come down in towers on the beach

where I had watched so many sunsets

 

but the freeways would be backed up to hell

and I’m not going to fight that kind of traffic

 

not when I’m already filled with booze

and women and books and light

 

so I would probably just keep doing what I’m doing now

reading and writing until I felt capable of stopping

 

and then I’d crawl into bed drunk dizzy and laughing

and set my alarm really god damned loud

 

just to be an asshole to anyone who was left over

the morning after it all ended

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