Random ramblings spew out of the man sitting alone in the darkest corner of this bar. I wonder what he is really saying in between the words.Slow mutterings lulling me into the darkness with him. Can anyone else hear the beats flowing in shallow breaths. I sit here swirling my thoughts into the bottom of a gin and tonic. I am curious to see beyond the borders that confine. This place is crowded for a Tuesday.
I much prefer the solitude of Monday nights.
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Chelsea Reject's topic
Random Rambling
Write about anything you want (freestyle).
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It is a lonely portrait, one where a person sits, preferring to unravel another's spewing rhetoric to whatever he/she avoids. You have done an exceptional job of explaining that desolation. It is really well done.
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Thank you.
I am not quite sure I am done with this. It was just a freewrite. But thank you for taking the time to read and comment.
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