"the stars are out tonight; shall i let them catch me?"
here i am at two in the morning, getting ready to go work my gorgeous butt partly off, transferring a bit of stocks and bonds to some six strangers, beneficiary of the estate and trust accounts of the deceased so and so. not that i'm forced to; it just so happens that i am so drunk what's left of my brain refuses to process any argument that has to keep sensitivity and self-preservation the victors. drunk, even without the influence of alcohol and such things that make people forget who they are and what they are here for- like some people i know.
and, so unlike these people- who presently have gone off to some (very, very less) obscure bars for the much-wanted but less-needed elixir made of carbon, hydrogen and oxygen- i am discovering something that they will never, ever, ever come close to knowing- which leaves me feeling so overwhelmed by the fact that i am feeling so overwhelmed by an overwhelming fact. baby, i am dancing in landmine country!
as if it isn't enough that my heart is in itself a time bomb, waiting for time to run out?
now, out i go in the cold of the night, under a blanket of starry skies...
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True true, who needs alcohol when you can get drunk on love?
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