Gin-soaked Blues

by Therese Elaine

Tonight is a steady sober calm of unrushed blue that pours over me and I've got a glass of liquid melancholy to keep my lonely vigil and my hands are shaking so bad I fear that its all going to slip through my fingers like my last cigarette. It’s a simple twist of complicated fate that intervenes on this cold night, a ghost that glides through and whispers indelicacies to me, the past that haunts never to heal. I have forgotten how to be alone but not lonely, I miss laughing without smiling, these upturned lips that never reach my eyes…..There is nothing so quiet as the sound of one heart beating -and mine has become deafening.


Posted on 10/02/2006
Copyright © 2019 Therese Elaine

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Posted by A. Paige White on 10/03/06 at 04:36 AM

Welcome to Pathetic!

I thoroughly enjoyed this sample of your work and look forward to your library.

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Posted by Tom Goss on 07/17/10 at 05:17 PM

Drenched with velvet lacklusterness, embraced by the smooth froth of your tightly turned phrases, and finished off with a lovely coat of red.

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