thearcanecircle

I'm back. I had fun i guess. But it did show me how much i really should try to find someone again. I sometimes thought, while i was there, that maybe i should get up from the table with my friends and go hit on someone. But no. I dont need someone who lives in oregon.

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Rambling of a drunk.

Look at her over there sitting at the bar.
Black hair, a silver bracelet.
Soft sweet looking face.
And her smile.
Euphoria in the curve of her lips.
She keeps looking back.
I should go.
Alas my sense is gone.
I'm trapped in oregon,
lost in a bacardi haze.
Glass eyes.
She seems perfect.
She looked again.
Her eyes.
I could get lost.
The band is over.
Last call pasted me by.
We are leaving.
She walks past me and brushes my shoulder.
A slurred reaction but i turn to say somthing to her finally.
My mystic beauty is gone.
She left me to my dreams of what could have been.
No, I let her go.
Passed out in the car.
The trip home is a blur.
Another day perhaps.

-chris mccready, roguemind-