the great barfly walk in ten minutes

at the bar
richard was there drinking scotch and water
and i
i was playing cards with someone
i didn't know who was not nearly as drunk
as i was
and she was probably winning.

drunk as doornails
and falling asleep at the cardtable.

i knew i missed the lost moments
you
the ones where you don't pay attention to what's going on around you
and later, somehow like a thunderbolt
it hits you how amazing times can be and just
how lucky you are
and i know it should be this way forever,
with me noticing, i mean, not me
remembering.

2003-10-02 | 6:31 p.m.
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