Curiosity humms a tune to dull precaution
Your lust of the unknown an untamed horse
The eyes of approval can never be blinded
while still in the salesman's skull a light
Get yourself lost for a decade one long mixed emotion
The barman's blank expression when you spill the cocktail on purpose
wake up and the ice has melted, though stains and bruises remain
from grinning frowning yesterday
Back up on that tall barstool tonight
Car a short walk siren red and blue light
Take a sip, just a week, and let the breeze
through it's uncanny whispers speak
Now on the sand
drink in hand
Lips utter pulp provoking the near drunk to war
shakes like a martini and pumps the sewage raw
Oh the glass is empty
the soiled hotel room amok
No whisper on the breeze
astounded at the bill where someone had chucked up
The numbers of hours and years
the murky contents of your cup
This one cost is more than enough
To drive you bankrupt
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