“Drunk Calls”

Lights flashing, life passing, fleeting moments that we’re barely grasping. 

Due to a lose of inhibitions and a need to act out of line or character. 

You’ve got a wife at home she’s got a man but she’s lit and he treat her like shit so tonight it’s whatever it is. 

Emotions bubble like newly opened bottles of champagne, who would’ve thought 1 night of lust could combust due to a inebriated ego. 

His wife ask where he’d been and he of course thought she didn’t know. 

So he told her he crashed drunk at his boys asking her, “what’s the problem, so?”

She then said in a breath “I’m leaving you your drunk ass pocket dialed me while you was f#cking your little hoe”.

#vizionarythepoet

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