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Just Drinking

It’s probably just a habit

Certainly and forsooth 

Whisky glasses’ ice turn like planets

Sadly the way I move

Jagged, ridged, redd

Lagging head and dread 

I can’t tidy my mind though

Something like the way you make my heart slow 

Love as blind as the ocean deep

Dreams of you as I sleep 

Memories of us and I’m sinking

Deep breaths that keep me drowning

Underwater, thought of her 

Sought after, distant laughter

I can’t get past there 

A heart beat faster

That I don’t want to remember, it never lasts forever

© The Sad Owl

Categories: poetry Prose

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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