A good night, indeed,

The night is full of danger, animal and instinct and mind, fighting, f*****g and feeding into the dawn, the waking dreams, the dreaming wake of drunk and death and poetry and wine, an empty bed, again,

The night is fucked with abandon and glee, the streets flow with lost hopes and stale spunk, pizza, puke, only the lonely remain, together again, a union, communion, the empty streets, the end.

Reviews

[Namyh]

graml - A memory of home. I miss it and thanks for the reminder. Namyh

[gram linski]

Thanks Namyh, most people I talk to seem to identify with this scene, regardless of where they are, the fact that you miss stale spunk, pizza, puke, is quite a sad thing, , hope you're having a good weekend,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Any Glasgow Friday night I can remember (and they are pretty blurred) sounded and smelt like this!

[gram linski]

Thanks John, the best nights in Glasgow are the blurry ones no one wants to remember Nice n'Sleazys at 2 in the morn

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow describes the night scenes and imagery in a fantastic way enjoyable to read. Yeah it's pretty much the same everywhere but not everyone can put it to inking n one as nicely as you have done. Kudos.


Plz Pleez do comment/review my newest poem too

[gram linski]

thanks S. unfortunately it is the same s**t bullshit blues, every where and every when, always unexpected, always there,

[Onlyme]

Raw, harsh, truthful and dramatic, just is life and humanity and humans in general. Wow, you pull no pushes. You're direct. I liked it a whole lot. The images that came into my mind. On reading this. Was like a mini movie.

[gram linski]

thank f**k, some one else understands, a quiet pint, a Glasgow night, nuff said,

[Onlyme]

LOL exactly.