Sometimes your heart just gets ripped from your chest. You pour whiskey down your throat to ease the burn. The smell of a mildew bathroom creeps by as your bloody finger, from a spilt drink, runs down your hand and makes you laugh. You aught to be thinking about why your head and heart is stuck on repeat every single day, but you slowly poison your flow of consciousness with equal amounts of listening, bad music, and other adventurous beverages.
Beginning by ending, sinking while swimming. Plummeting by choice, surviving for others. Morning aches and pains, your age slowly sets in. Coffee multiplies for coping slowly. Repeat, Rewind, Renew, Repeat. No matter where you sit, no matter the state, the country, you can't escape yourself or your thoughts. Floundering with pink roses laying on the ground. Piles of cards on the bar, coasters stained with beer rings, and a wink from across the bar. Find comfort, here?
Panic never slithers it's way in, it stays at bay with the best. Friends filter through and take their designated seats. Politics are never discussed, but strangely religion is always on the table and always makes it's self known. More about that later.
Change, spare change, or maybe the physical one. Taking place from the ceiling to the floor is an inevitable flux of juxtapose with time at it's best and worst. Slowly, but remember to stay seated, join in with the masses. You are not a pawn in this place, rather, a character of consequence and meaning.
We grew up right down the road, by the river, and we really did grow up down there by the river.
Punctuating volumes and absolutely no poetic reasoning or justice. Just loud, obnoxious people, and filters of emotions. Shhhhh, time to get up, walk out, go home. Repeat, Rewind, Renew, Repeat.
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