I watch you sway just a little as the shots kick in and the shit hits you're waiting for her your other self to arrive so you can be someone else and feel alive you've been watching me watching you wondering what you might do if I dared you caught me staring I let you my little act of daring a shot or two more and you'll be past caring you feel my eyes take hold you're suddenly aware just how much you aren't wearing as I cross the room half an hour ago you'd have given me short shrift and your come-on would have led to a bolted door now you watch the barman's steady pour soon you'll be in touch with your inner whore mine's here already let's skip the dance floor and call a cab |
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hey W
reminds me of the good old days. alcohol is a great cataylst to speed up the process and cut to the chase. plus you can't have hot sex with someone you know too well. tight write.
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Down to Earth
Hey Professor. Here was I thinking I'd made telling insights to the female psyche and it seems all I said was 'get 'er soused'. And how did you know this was a memoir? You keep me grounded. Thanks. >W<
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Fantastic. I can soooo relate
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A Direct Download...
...to the visual cortex Windhover!
Taut without a hint of negative tautology illuding the capricious mind of a casual observer.
The rhymes glide almost unnoticible over each timelessly timed segment of thought-bubble spacing.
"Shit hits" doesn´t live up to the subtlety of the rest. I´m pondering if it could perhaps "hit the fan" but in a less clicheish way of course. "Hit the brain/vein"? Or "..shit hits the fanny" (Sorry) "..as the drink sinks/soaks in " Something!
"soon
you'll be in touch
with your inner whore"
Yeah, John, you ve gotta winner there as well you know, I can hear you chortling with satisfaction over that line all the way from the Emerald Isle. Heheh.
Christ it makes me fervently wish my nearest-within-stumbling-distance pub wasn´t called "Texas" (and that it fully lives up to its desultory appellation).
Smooth as Guinness this W.
Cheers
gagGingforit

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Flow of Unconsciousness!
Hey gG. As you know I write mainly 'flow-of-consciousness' and if anything I try to make a conscious effort not to contrive things. I DID like the 'inner whore' conceit and I direct it at myself as much as anyone else. I reckon many people will relate to this aspect of drinking. We want to get 'out of it' , out of ourselves, or may let our 'inner whores' loose.
Don't envy the pub-life here too much. The pub culture in Ireland is dying on its feet, strangled by the upsurge in pc bullshit and the nanny state. And it' many a year since I hung around in bars or had an experience close to this one!
On the 'shit hits' thing, I was looking for that moment when the rules change somehow... haven't come up with anything else so far.
Great to see your face in my place again. Cheers Mate. >W<
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