Friday, April 6, 2012

Sober




Sober.

Whispering the words. Five letters, two syllables. Two vowels, three consonant.

Sob
Rob
Bore
Robes
Robe
Sore
Ores
Sore

Sob.

Pulled over to the side of the road. Cried, screamed, raged.
Palms sweaty, mouth dry, tears, quickened breath.

Stop.

Name all the colors you see around you.
Name all the cities in California.

Slowly.

Sober.



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