many beers

Dec 10, 2008 01:32

To be drunk. It's
only an escape
from reality.
Which is hard, i know.

A beautiful, relaxing
holiday, along the beach
in a night club, nothing
but fun and freedom.

A fluid
illusion
gliding you
from one smothered
interaction to another.

a facade
freely floating
frivously
faking
fucking
fleeting
moments
of frenzy

A key
to another
world

Don't pretend
it's anything more.
(you're a whore)

whore of moments
you suck them all in
telling yourself
this moment
is
something (?)

i'm lost

The slob
no longer
makes sense.

When i dance:
I dance
like a lunatic.
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