Jun 2013
Against the bar,
Wired up to electric blues
The somber not sober
Intoxication of music
Lands like a dragon, wings
Folding around the curve
Of a whiskey glass
Like lips in a drunk,
Drunk kiss getting
Some tongue between
A melody and liquor
This ugly habit—
Such a beautiful affair
Wired up to electric blues
The somber not sober
Intoxication of music
Lands like a dragon, wings
Folding around the curve
Of a whiskey glass
Like lips in a drunk,
Drunk kiss getting
Some tongue between
A melody and liquor
This ugly habit—
Such a beautiful affair
It always enchants me when a good song and a good drink are symbiotic. Like they snuck out of the bar, made love in the alley, and then came back in blushing and trying to seem innocent. It's irresistible to watch them, and makes not drinking as hard as not listening to music.
