Knife was sharp, elbows were out, nose broken
Everything screamed danger to those around him
Everyone scrambled to get away, but they didn’t need to
No one, including him, noticed that his shoelaces were tied together
Keen (an acrostic poem)
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Pickled (an acrostic poem)
Pounding back another tequila
It made his eyes cross
Curt looked around the bar
Keen to find someone to connect to
Lurching to unsteady feet, he stumbled towards her
Everything screamed to him that she was the one
Didn’t make it three steps before he found out the floor wanted him more
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