Poem: "Dizzy"
"Tonight the only sin is silence / the only worship is noise"
Lying flat on cold dormitory floors
booze swims in my veins and
I'm reaching for god
behind closed doors
I can see the vision
through our sweat and laughter
rising from the dead
the same morning after
cuddled under silks to protect
ourselves from the overnight freeze
whatever happened last night
we came and got what we need
he un-reminded me
of my more proper goals
I sank so deep into the liquor
only impulses could make me whole
tonight the only sin is silence
the only worship is noise
Friday cheers to the man in my sheets
because Saturdays are for the boys
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inspired by a drunken muse who came to me in the middle of a party Friday night into Saturday morning.
more works on my Instagram @ephrain_
About the Creator
Kirk Pineda
93% of communication is non-verbal. Here's the other 7%.
I'm a therapist based in New York. I love my kettlebell, jump rope, and rower. Mystery/fantasy, rollerblading, herbalism, poetry, RPDR, and water enjoyer.
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