Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Drunken Phone-call

Vodka gracefully burned
its way through my veins,
my brain glowing
with the ecstasy
of that 80 proof

And like a stalker
in the shaded wood,
Regret and Sorrow emerged
to murder that villain
called Glee and Laughter
without remorse

As the glow was snuffed
Sin and Misery
danced in to join
the party that was lit
by bright flashes of memory
long buried

Smiling was abolished
and swept away
by the tears
that cracked through
the wall once built
to cage in Love 

© Antonio Beardall

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