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Someone Else

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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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  • dave ochs silver member
    October 10

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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.
    dave


    • Windhover silver member
      October 12
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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<

  • socialmisfit
    October 10
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    Fantastic. I can soooo relate


  • gnosisonG silver member
    October 10

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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


    • Windhover silver member
      October 10
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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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