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Tap Tap Tap

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound reverberated through my alcohol soaked brain. Insistent and annoying, it couldn’t be ignored anymore. My brittle eyelashes exploded dried mascara across the white pillow cases reeking of cigarette smoke and alcohol dribble; probably mine.

A groan escapes my parched throat as a thousand drills set to work across synapses in my brain; the effort of sitting up drawing the chomping headache closer to a nauseous state as things drift in and out of focus. Brown duvet, the colour of dirty mud. Ugly retro furniture scattered across a minuscule bedroom suffocating from IKEA throwbacks that were as mismatched as my brain functions. Eww, was that the smell of vomit? I search around for my mobile and touch a warm body buried under the mud duvet. It moans and a burp escapes its neandatholic shape, accompanied by a hairy hand scratching a naked exposed butt cheek. Nausea was reaching a critical point as I tried to piece together the night before.
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Burning for you
My mouth is dry
Wanting you more than sanity
To quench my thirst.

I want to reach for you
The temptation to pull apart
The delicate fragments of life itself
Just to have you.

Open up, just a little
Give me respite from this thirst
Even a drop will be agony
But a pleasure all the same.

My eyes follow you
Tongue driven to run over dry lips
Visions of drinking you dry
Leave me panting.

At last I’m close enough to touch you
Fondling every inch of your coolness
Throwing my head back in abandon
As I drink every last drop.

Always Coca-Cola!

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