The Secret Life of Scars
The Seven Hundred Millilitre Blues
standing outside the liquor store
i’m wearing a real good shirt
i need seven hundred mls of something
to try and drown out the hurt
waiting outside the liquor store
my purchase between my feet
in a scruffy old plastic bag
i look thrifty, greasy and neat
its true the bag and i have seen better days
but me, i’m trying to change my ways
so now i take my own bags
more often than not
cause i aint choking no seals
scars on skin may fade with time
the ones inside are forever
the scars on my skin they are all mine
shit, i don’t know, fuck, whatever!
i’m gonna try and seal some scars
with seven hundred mls
of the finest Wild Turkey i could buy
i know it won’t help
i know it don’t help
i’m not drinking for taste
i’m not drinking for fun
i’m chasing the void
i’m blocking the sun
i’m gonna orbit near
the edge of forget
i have no fear
of forging future regret
i’m gonna hasten the waste
i’m gonna scratch those scars
i'm gonna hold the moon
while through my hands,
fall stars
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This was impeccably done as only you can. You deal with such hard topics at times, as Belle said, but with a sorta aplomb...a dark humour to them. I think that's often a good way to handle them. Not take the sting off, but if we don't laugh and try to get better - we may as well wallow and get worse lol. Ween and Butthole Surfers. What a combination of musical choices! :) I greatly approve.
Brilliantly written, Brenton! With the way you've organized the poem, it seems to flow faster up until the end. I loved reading this one! You wrote about a hard topic quite effortlessly. It's a troubling thought, the fun vs. the escape of drinking... I hope your scars fade well, no matter what kind of process gets them there ❤️