Some state of mind -
head swimming,
glasses breaking,
speaking, holding onto words
that should have been eaten.
Loving laughing in this foggy darkness…
something talking,
buzzing, living.
Vodka stained counter
and hard strained typing
with Technicolor on the big screen!
Never underestimate
the power of a loving friend,
hug with a tear stained face
and drink mixed breath.
We all live and love,
never making sense…
but we don’t need to
we have our own language.
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