Line 'Em Up, Next One's On Me (poem) by Sandy Knauer on AuthorsDen

Line 'Em Up, Next One's On Me
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Published in Intrigue Magazine http://www.silencespeaks.net/intrigue/?q=node/263
Line ‘Em Up, Next Round’s On Me I was cold as hell, frozen in place with a racing heart, keenly indifferent, and aching to be well. I was a losing winner. Or maybe a winning loser. A monstrous little building ambushed me, a bright spot in the night. I staggered in, looking for a way out. Tastefully bland and inhabited by emptiness, it inspired me with its obscurity. Friendly strangers mixed with strange friends, circling a square bar in soothing eeriness. It was incredibly awesome how the socially stagnant blindly looked for anesthetized rapture, each one alone in the crowd. Poised between enlightened confusion and nervous sedation, I grew smaller. I heard the silence of my whispered screams, smiled, and nodded, joyfully crying until I was actively dead. The experience was simply deep. Or deeply simple. I might have twisted myself straight. It’s possible I staggered out looking for a way in, to a world already gone. Line ‘em up, bartender, the next round’s on me. Sandy Knauer ã 2004

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

I think I relate to this almost too much; it's slapping me in the face. Powerfully expressed, Sandy. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on March 1, 2005

Fantastic, insightful write!

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed on February 24, 2005

"Line 'Em Up, Next One's On Me" IS FULL COMPLIANCE WITH POETRY´S SOUL, OFFERING AN ENJOYABLE READING.

Andre EmmanueL Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on February 23, 2005

My goodness, I am breathless, in my head...

Exquisite word smithing, Sandy, creating a euphoria in my mind which mostly my own poetry causes, sometimes to the point of crippling myself... :)

This piece has it all, it shows, with brilliance, flow, reality, fantasy, imagination, creativity and a finely tuned awareness of self, and other selves.

"Friendly strangers mixed with strange friends,"

I love that line! Among the other juxtapositioning, this line epitomizes the title, offering the 'bar scene' of milling humanity with a surrealism which thrills my senses. You have a fine sense of establishing content, and capturing a reader's attention.

I want to 'feel' this abstraction with the same intensity as you've penned it, probably have, and didn't realize the portentiousness of time-stopping chaos, enraptured into observation.

Erin Elizabeth

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on January 18, 2005

Sandy,

Sublime message here ... worded and versed to excellence - enjoyed this wonderful write!!

Best wishes,

Robert

Reviewed by Sue Hess

Reviewed on December 17, 2004

wow, have i ever been here before...i loved the way you described it

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

I love this Sandy...Scoot on down, order me a Scotch, straight up. : )

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

great message in this one, sandy! bottoms up (but me, i thinks i'll pass, thankyewverymuch...already have problems staying upright when SOBER! LOL)!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your stumbly-footed texas friend, karen lynn. :D

Reviewed by Jeff Mason

Holy day, it's Sandy K! Sandy, it is *wonderful* to see you posting again! Sounds like you were at a confused spot, but you portrayed it wonderfully; excellent flow, form, imagery, and pertinent message. -- Jeff

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

It’s possible I staggered out looking for a way in,
to a world already gone.

A most profound write, Sandy.