At the end of the night I always go home. We drink like boys but hold our glasses like ladies. Don’t make me butternut squash soup. I’ll take the steak. Plates are left dirty. Forks licked clean. We show each other our teeth. Bars stools are made to swivel not steal. Candle flickers messages on the hallway wall. I remember love.
I don’t know the names of flowers. Taking in the heroin effect of a good long pee. Cocaine hides in my front pocket. My thighs are strong. My nose is wet. My eyes glassy and wandering. The bartender talks like a pick pocketer. I don’t know where I parked my car. I remember love.
French patterns mix up the mind. Paintings are for sprinting by. Brown covers the walls and door. Rooms can’t be rented for that amount of time. A girl wears a cowboy hat and red boots. I remember love.
All the booze has been drunk. A kiss ends the dancing. The bar closes. I hug the line and go home. Then I hug the bathroom tile. I remember love.
There are flashes of laughter and red lips. Endless stories of someone else's life. A long blond hair on my forearm. Her perfume stuck in my nose. The tile is damp with 3 drops of tears. Laying in a circle between my fingers. That’s where I keep them. I remember love.
Pictures never stay framed. Weed grows in pots on patios. Knees are meant to hurt. I flush my dinner down the toilet. I remember love.
There’s a map that takes me to the bedroom. Sheets mess up my hair. I wish I had a glass of water. The dreams come but they’re always real. Trains move faster when I’m tired. Art gets in the way. A handstand turns into push-ups. There’s more than one way to wear a dress. Don’t try playing the record backwards. We can never be friends. Close my eyes again. I can’t see to the end of the night. I remember love.
I don’t know the names of flowers. Taking in the heroin effect of a good long pee. Cocaine hides in my front pocket. My thighs are strong. My nose is wet. My eyes glassy and wandering. The bartender talks like a pick pocketer. I don’t know where I parked my car. I remember love.
French patterns mix up the mind. Paintings are for sprinting by. Brown covers the walls and door. Rooms can’t be rented for that amount of time. A girl wears a cowboy hat and red boots. I remember love.
All the booze has been drunk. A kiss ends the dancing. The bar closes. I hug the line and go home. Then I hug the bathroom tile. I remember love.
There are flashes of laughter and red lips. Endless stories of someone else's life. A long blond hair on my forearm. Her perfume stuck in my nose. The tile is damp with 3 drops of tears. Laying in a circle between my fingers. That’s where I keep them. I remember love.
Pictures never stay framed. Weed grows in pots on patios. Knees are meant to hurt. I flush my dinner down the toilet. I remember love.
There’s a map that takes me to the bedroom. Sheets mess up my hair. I wish I had a glass of water. The dreams come but they’re always real. Trains move faster when I’m tired. Art gets in the way. A handstand turns into push-ups. There’s more than one way to wear a dress. Don’t try playing the record backwards. We can never be friends. Close my eyes again. I can’t see to the end of the night. I remember love.
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