Category: Four Hours

Four Hours

Introduction

This has to be the longest time between drafts, the original is from Mar 26, 2010

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By the time the bar closes
I will be four hours older
and four hours drunker.

I will be four hours more disillusioned
and four hours more lonely

By the time I stumble along the aimless streets
nicely buzzed and nicely angrily alone
heading for a cluttered home
I will be four hours more destitute and angry

Hope to pass out before there’s time
to think and remember and ruminate
on this shaggy sorry state

By the time the bar closes
I will be four hours closer

By the time the bar closes

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Introduction

UPDATE: Thursday, July 5, 2012 8:58:07 AM. I just noticed that this poem was marked private, from the onset. I must have been embarrassed, or ashamed, or I didn't want people to worry. Opening it up now.

Main Content

By the time the bar closes
I will be four hours older
and four hours drunker.

I will be four hours more disillusioned
and four hours more lonely

By the time I stumble along the aimless streets
nicely buzzed and nicely angrily alone
heading for a cluttered home that matches my cluttered mind
I will be four hours more destitute and angry

and I can only hope to pass out before I have time to think
and remember and ruminate on the shaggy sorry state that
I have created for myself.

by the time the bar closes
I will be four hours closer
to an answer I don’t want to know