Object Writing: Intention

His drunk intention,

Lion stride,

I'm deer running on fear and flight,

His slurring swagger,

Half-moon eyes,

Riding on an ego high,

I've got my keys between my fingers,

Fist white knuckle tight

Wingman at my side.

Limp man lingers,

Ego quiet,

Halted by a uniform...

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