Bar Fight


Bar fight

You’re alone

You’re drinking

Satan is rising

This is the time to decide

This is the time to anchor

Your mind.

Tonight I will not let the devil escape

I will let the rude answers lie dormant

I don’t want another scar.

I don’t want to hurt a just-met drinking buddy

This time I must smother the devil.

Only morning will tell if I succeeded

Now I am in hyperspace

Good night.


One thought on “Bar Fight

  1. Satan is the worst drinking buddy a friend can have. His silence rises swiftly and consumes the atmosphere, sucking all the joy from ones space. The silence is so deafening it awakes the characters of charades dancing riotously within the minds eye.

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