Lifetime of innocence in a barA Story by AlexandriaKnowing endless possiblities as i sit and drink cheap whisky watching a fly through glass my long red hair flowing down my tight brown leather jacket my tight jeans and my dark colored boots the bar tender stares at my chest seeing how my shirt takes its form seeing smoke come from the cigrett , the guy sitting next to me with drink in his hand and a smoke in the other, he looks at my thighs I feel their eyes on me like prey, as i keep my eyes on the fly memories ponder, on and on
A drunk walks in with a corolla beer side to side is his steps , falling , clumsy , spills his beer so sad , he walks by Heavy stench of garbage, cum, and days rotten food he walks by my back and sits by the near corner table with his friends I turn to see his face and all i see is a dead beat man, scrffy man, brown short hair eyes darker than brown but lighter than black young could be handsome if he knew what a shower and shaving was but so wrecked that reality its self can not help him
Clan of s***s walk in now, most of them wearing mini skirts and short top shirts to show off their fake tan , and belly button rings, and tramp stamps and tatoos that leads to a mans favorite place they sit in the center which is typical cause they of course thrive off the attention dosent matter who it is it can be an old man... a bum....pack of collage guys that use women,a bar tender....anyone they just need the attention though or they will never be happy
I drink my last sip of my cheap whisky take a 5 dollar bill from my back pocket and i open it up and right on it in black bold letters with a pen "I've tasted better" folded it up and left it under the unperfectly round glass.
"Philosophy is an elegant thing, if anyone modestly meddles with it; but if they are conversant with it more than is becoming, it corrupts them.” -Plato
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6 Reviews Added on July 15, 2010 Last Updated on July 15, 2010 AuthorAlexandriaBoston, MAAboutIf I Jumped off a cliff will you be willing to catch me on the other end? If I asked you to kill me, would you do it? If I said I love you, would you confess? more..Writing
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