18 July 2008

I excused myself
from
the clouds of smoke
and five dollar Coronas
I had to pee.
The mirror was moving
because
I couldn't see straight
but I saw something
in my eyes
in the mirror
that moved
that moved me away
A firm talking to
talking to yourself in the mirror is lame
but
there were only 2 people who
could have gotten me out of it
one was absent
the other was me
so i went for it
i told my eyes to stop drooping
to start shining
to make sure everything went the right way

-lbr