just
trying
to
liquor
down
my thoughts,
replacing
them
for some
memories
that can't be
bought.

A spark, a flicker
passing the bottle of liquor
staring into golden globes
and crackling smile bows
strung up to the tightest setting
as the sun sakes and the moon is settling
restless love that passes casually
but tonight, this is free
our last hurrah of a day
A time spent well, more than just okay