Surrounded, I feel suffocated This murky bar, club, whatever you want to call it People are packed in tight like canned mandarin oranges But none of them will ever be as sweet I see them all, and they stare back one by one The hunger in their eyes Thirsting to quench their loneliness If only for a night The music plays on I don’t know how to be hungry You see to that You make me feel assembled You make me feel full I think about going home Because crowded spaces make me nervous And I don’t people well Hello my name is Awkward The music plays on I don’t know how to be confident But you open me up You show me how to grow You show me how to thrive I think about drinking more Because liquid courage is supposed to help, right? My anxiety is noxious Greetings from planet Getting Drunk The music plays on I check my phone once, twice, thrice Maybe you got caught in traffic? A pack of bros bump into me and I spill my drink The big one shoves me “Watch where you’re going Fag.” My throat knots and I wince at the last word My shirt is soaked and stained My eyes lower and I turn to leave The music changes Suddenly big, hairy arms wrap around my wet torso “Hey beautiful, where’s the fire?” Your beard tickles my nose as you kiss me A tear rolls down my cheek I lean in and kiss you back I stare into your eyes as you backpedal us onto the dance floor I don’t know how to dance You know all too well You try to sway with me romantically But I stumble and we laugh at my two left feet
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