enjoy an excerpt from my poetry collection ‘A Distilled Spirit’
‘the seat beside me’
sporting a black eye,
he tells me:
women are like booze
but you can’t get punched in the face
for sucking on the neck of a bourbon;
his voice slurs with decades of bad decisions;
his eyes swim like
confused fish in a dirty bowl.
i watch him drink
until those fish go belly-up
then order myself another scotch.
© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.
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