Monday, December 27, 2010

80 Proof Water By Jasen Sousa

80 Proof Water


He approached as I waited for the train,
he stood, but his eyes were barely open.
Extending his hand telling me his name,
skinny shoulders, seriously sloping.
Skull tattoos covered his trembling arms,
his ghostly gray goatee moved as he spoke.
Told me tales of his time in Vietnam
and how he had just finished smoking dope.
Close to the tracks, he began to wobble,
he spoke to me, “Please don’t let me fall in.”
Offered vodka from a water bottle,
time seemed to stall as I recall my grin.
The train finally came, we both boarded.
A man distorted, a man recorded.




Taken From
Humming Eternity By Jasen Sousa (Written During Emerson College Era)
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