dull living

living a dull life is the antidote
to creative writing,
so i head to the bar to jolt
my dead thoughts.
the bartender –
i like the way she pours my drink,
but especially the way she sucks
on the ice before placing them
in the cup.
shake it. stir it. rock it.
tell me about those tattoos.
tell me about your problems.
give me ideas. give me something.
give me anything.
i’ll siphon the perspiration
off your toes
for inspiration.
i’m begging you,
on my knees with
the tap in my mouth,
fill me up with stories.
it’s a sad day when the bar
can’t even act as a defibrillator
to a wretched life.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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