drunk fingers

the beat is bouncing around in my eyelids,
when i close them & make eye contact with
nothing at all. i know the music is loud,
but i’ve forgotten what that means. she’s drained
my limited attention, her
with the sunshine locks & big, wide,
pleading eyes. mine are closed,
but i can see her like she’s no girl
i’ve ever seen before, her lips next to mine,
my hands holding hers for dear life.

a moment pauses for many, until
she comes up for air, and i’m
back to gripping her breaths,
just trying to keep balance.
her name eludes my memory,
which is hilarious, considering
her tongue was down my throat
a few breaths ago.
i can’t help but laugh, which means
opening my eyes and she’s confused,
the corners of her eyes get angry and
her lips are moving fast.

this hookup was fragile china, and
she’s an inconsiderate toddler.
she hops off of my lap, and perhaps
crawls away, shattering the moment
and soon enough, i’m awake,
thrust in a sober world where
volume makes sense, and
i remember names.

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