Thursday, September 23, 2021

First Days Away

 

Those first days away from home,

in a city with nowhere to go, knowing no one,

and no one to expect you at any place, any time

created an almost dizzying disconnectedness,

an unsettling emptiness; perhaps it felt like a lobotomy.


Alcohol was an easy decision: a place to hang out,

a reason to be there; alcohol would fill the hours,

dispel the loneliness. The hubbub of a bar was a vision of living;

though one was alone,  a rock in a stream, for a while it felt like living,

and later, when the isolation began to drill your brain,

the alcohol would take you away, tuck you up in oblivion.

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