In an amplitude of unfiltered music and human noise troughed in a seismic manner. Born in the dessert floor was my deepest thirst for alcohol, the cold vodka ran through my body like an errant locomotive. Effective after six minutes, I was ignited by the internal combustion of vodka in my body. Chilled within like pure glacial ethanol, my heart pounded like pistons on cylinder valves of supersonic car engines, blood ran a victorious marathon, mixed with ether that burns the human soul.
My nerves transmitted electron impulses... and I was lost in a state of ecstasy while my body responded to involuntarily stimulus .....I felt like the Mimosa plant observing tactic movement.
I have longed for moment like this. How does it feel to be drunk, does it release the anguish you have patiently concealed within, does it relieve the burden you have sadly carried or do we get drunk, for no worthless reason. Well I tried it, nothing changed, even while I drank more I couldn't submerge that inner sorrows into an obscure retreat where neither the inner being nor I would ever retrieve it. An obscure hole where my mind can't search or see through.
My eyes were blurry, everything appeared motionless, minute and stale. A scene hyperbolicaly matrix. My head ached, and my body reacted to the lively music while the bouncers watched me intensely. Immersed in the world of aromatic substance, I have made my being a subject to alcohol....I let the alcohol rule over me in an imperative and communist manner. With no course to object or think about my movement I responded to whatever whenever. A little bit sane and somnolent, I walked home staggering like an individual with a faulty three semi- canal membrane.
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