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Nothing A Shot Of Whiskey Wouldn't Fix

Some guy who looks and talks like a shoe shine asks me for bus fare
And the homeless guy begging across the street is listening to an iPod
The streets smell like smoke and petrol and sound like clockwork

The charcoal faces of the weak and wretched
Arms scabby and bleeding
And maybe it’s the clockwork streets
Or maybe just the ticking in your head
But it feels like the doom clock is winding down
Hell, its nothing a shot of whiskey wouldn’t fix

Some teenage monkeys are screeching
And tearing strips into the night
And you wonder why they feed alcohol to these goddamn kids

The pavement is washed with blood and urine and vomit
And probably tears, but you can’t smell sorrow
And the bitterness of it all runs right through you

And, when all’s said and done you know there has to be a happy ending
Somewhere
Somewhere
But like I said, nothing a shot of whiskey wouldn’t fix

Actually, better leave the bottle.

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Comments

  • msdebbie
    msdebbieover 3 years ago

    Yessir, I need a whiskey :)
    Love the pace and imagery – especially
    The pavement is washed with blood and urine and vomit
    And probably tears, but you can’t smell sorrow
    And the bitterness of it all runs right through you

    Excellent wordslinger!

  • Thank you msdebbie, I’m glad you liked it I like that line too, even if I do say so myself.

    – Wordslinger

  • Teacup
    Teacupover 3 years ago

    Wow… a fantastic piece… I too especially love the lines that msdebbie has quoted… just excellent…x

  • Thank you TC, much appreciated.

    – Wordslinger

  • msdebbie
    msdebbieover 3 years ago
  • SimplyRed
    SimplyRedover 3 years ago

    Wow this is a brilliant piece of writing sadness of todays reality for sure…….a story unfolded and wept upon…love it also like the repetition of the shot of whiskey…adding the irony of it all… great work

  • Yeah shit gets pretty real out there, sometimes all you can do is have a drink and get on with it huh?

    – Wordslinger

  • Kristin Reynolds
    Kristin Reynoldsover 3 years ago

    they are right where they are meant to be, although I still belive in miracles, as I was one of those wretched kids on the dirty sidewalk once.
    love your style, homes.

  • Yeah so was I. I was one of the lucky ones. Thanks Kristin.

    – Wordslinger

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 3 years ago

    clockwork orange-esque….

    something about the numb out. I get this and shiver, our coping mechanisms are anesthetising our society.

    brilliant write

  • Thanks Lisa, I was in a weird place when I wrote this. Both physically and emotionally.

    – Wordslinger

  • lisameryl
    lisamerylover 3 years ago

    BRILLIANT and MOVING write! POWERFUL content, word flow and imagery! This kicks ass indeed! Peace and love be with you always, Lisa =) XO

    POWERFUL verses:
    “The charcoal faces of the weak and wretched
    Arms scabby and bleeding
    And maybe it’s the clockwork streets
    Or maybe just the ticking in your head
    But it feels like the doom clock is winding down
    Hell, its nothing a shot of whiskey wouldn’t fix”

  • I am really glad you enjoyed it. I think I was channelling some old crusty Film Noir character ;)

    – Wordslinger

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