cocktails / Poems / writing

bourbon

put it in my glass either neat or with a rock.

just another splash in between another drop

i’m eager for the last bit to teeter from the top

i don’t even have to ask, bartenders greet me with a shot.

© 2013 by Marlon Hall. All rights reserved

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