Monday, August 06, 2007

Rugs and Alcohol



Bloody patches and puke stains
The bottom of the bottle comes swinging at me so fast
And that sharp odor hits me over the head.
I have to admit (for the millionth time)
It's over for us.
I can't scrub our floor spotless anymore,
And there is no furniture left to cover the ungodly marks.
Get the fuck out.

3 comments:

Paul said...

That is powerful, Eryn! It borders on shocking.

stevo said...

I agree. Raw and powerful.

Paul said...

The more I look at that photo (after I've clicked on it to view it full size), the more I enjoy it!