I put
empty hope
into my wallet
a photo stolen
not taken
from where
it
should have remained
yielding to
and encouraging
fixation
Amended 15 Nov 2020
I put
empty hope
into my wallet
a photo stolen
not taken
from where
it
should have remained
yielding to
and encouraging
fixation
Amended 15 Nov 2020
The staff of the Indian restaurant were crowning in their contempt. We’d been bowling, straight from work, beers by the lane. Two strikes in a row was a peak at about 7 pints, but then straight down the gutter. A foreshadowing drunk. The others from work went off to eat, but lost, we instead called at the Swan, for 2 nicks of vodka and orange. We arrived late to the restaurant.