Saturday, March 14, 2009

55 Flash Fiction Friday - A day late - 3/14/09

My 55 Flash Fiction Friday has turned into a Sad Saturday Soliloquy.

He snickered at the beer commercial promising drinkability
He would drink yak urine to erase the pain
Flavor was not an issue
Booze was now just a means to an end
But they are correct; it won’t get better than this
He knew he was on a down-hill spiral
like a turd in a Kohler

6 comments:

Akelamalu said...

He's on the slippery slope! :(

G-Man said...

A day late is fine with me Brother
I've felt like that before...
The day late...AND the turd.
Great 55 Son...
Thanks for remembering....G

Delilah said...

Thanks for one of the best playlists I've heard! I can't believe how many MY favorites you picked!

Oh...cool blog, too! But your music selections are stellar!

Delilah

Anonymous said...

Yep, despair! I just doesn't matter....what the vice....any of one's chosen poisons will take care of the task. Just to eliminate the necessity of facing reality for awhile.

KB said...

Better late than never. Answers are never found at the bottom of a bottle. Been there, done that.

Debbie @Like a Rose said...

Didn't expect that humorous line at the end...