FRYday Night

Tripping nerve-wracked,
Dreams shutting-down.

Living only in my own skull
And body once again.

...She was hot and gorgeous
With flashing blue eyes
That engaged unequivocally
But for too brief moment.
Bluntly I positioned myself aside,
Leaned over to her
At the bar and said:
"Women are fucking-nuts."
She smiled and replied
In a half-naughty tone:
"So are you one of the nuts they're fucking?"

And then I woke up in bed.