Sunday, October 5, 2014

Tasting alcohol

the taste of loneliness is like alcohol
sweet is the first cup, tangy
like lemon blossoms and long summer nights
but sharp is the taste of loneliness on one's buds
like crunching chilly pepper in hope for
sugar. Like alcohol loneliness wanders
too heavy to leave
too happy to stay
like alcohol, unremembered.

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