Drunk rambling

On the street

From some loud man

Who can

NOT

Handle his booze

But if I had to walk a mile in his shoes

Maybe I would

NOT

Be so quick to judge

But I’m judging his aggressive

Invasion

Of my space

This is

NOT

The time or place

To be a mess

Cause all it does is stress

Me out

And make me I’ll

And want to kill

But then that feeling passes through

From black to blue

Whoo Hoi!!!

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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