.
it's cold out there
the bar
freezes
between your fidgets
digiting out drums on a table top
that's all uncoastered line curves
caught glances
taut smile polite
and small talk
afloat
drowned in three drinks
while practicing the strokes
of your best sharking swim
washing up sure-line
in reflexive retreat
solitary
to the toilet stall mirror
hands aren't dry
facing your eyes
as they demand answers from you
about
just
what the hell are you gonna do
when you go back out there
_____________________________
-Peace
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1 comment:
It's been too long since I read one of your sadder ones evidently. This is moving, especially at Christmas when so many people are feeling lonely and isolated, even in crowds at times...
My favourite lines or stanzas (and reasons next to them)
1)
the bar
freezes
between your fidgets
like the staccato rhythm that stuns and perplexes strangers
2)
caught glances
taut smile polite
and small talk
afloat
drowned in three drinks
great imagery to capture isolation and difficulty socialising
3)
hands aren't dry
facing your eyes
as they demand answers from you
the body language of discontent
Really like this one Randall. Look forward to where your poetry journeys take you in 2012!
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