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Pink and Dissolving

why do drunks drink
nothing about it
dulls the pain?
not the drink,
rarely the music…

the natural noise of the bar,
consistent and ensuing
only amplifies the hurt,
and rejection
the truth
inside your own mind
that you are unloved, unwanted…

alone and desperately adrift
rocking a rotting boat,
at the center of the ocean
no sails, no compass
no captain, no first mate
into a rocks glass of scotch
you are simply
a speck of eye shadow,
pink, and dissolving.


copyright Ruth Nineke 2015



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