Drink ‘er down…



He let out a muffled screech as it fell to the gritty surface of the pavement.

A resounding thud followed by a short crash.

Moving with an expedient pace,

the warm, yet cool liquid stretched itself hastily across the city’s abrasive pavement.

Along with the unfortunate spill of the spirits

escaped a host of unexpressed emotions–

anger,love, happiness, sorrow, freedom, lust…

there it was soaking into the city’s surface.

This is the liquid of power, of uninhibited bliss and joy, anger and evil–

This liquid has the power to make the best of a bad situation, or the worst of the best.

And with a sigh, he collected the
shattered pieces  and continued his journey to nowhere,

lonely and powerless.