thenaughtypoet

Mood
Dark and mellow

Bowl
Glowing hot

Smoke
Curling

Drink
Black Tartan

Scotch
Drambuie
Jameson
Khalua…Homeade the only way

Rocks glass
Equal parts
One cube

Sinatra
Floyd
Depeche Mode

No Rhyme
No reason
One then the other

Room dim
Screen glowing
Creativity peaking

Keyboard clacking
Eyes burning
Ember fading
Drink…almost gone

Last hit
Last swallow
Winding down

Slumping
Sinking
Peaking
Now at that perfect blend of drunk and high

Me alone

In silence

For a moment
No worries
Not a care

Loosing consciousness
Thoughts flashing
Slightly grinning

Drifting
Sliding

Free now
No rope to pull me back

Cherishing every second of being dark mellow…

View original post

Advertisements