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On the Town

August 5, 2010

Night bleeds into a series

of drinks, stacked glasses

shaped to suit the contents,

a distraction around a distraction,

while life slips out the back door

leaving me the tab.

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2 comments

  1. Excellent lines in the poem…particularly like the last two….kudos!


  2. I really enjoyed your poem, :)
    Peace ,
    Laz



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