SHE POISONS ME... AGAIN
again her spirit
flows
into my glass
She goes
on her
I choke
from a drink
of memory
slowly
She
poisons me.
over the rocks
I crash
a twist
of sour crass
a muddle
of disdain
ninety proof
shame
from a drink
She
poisons me...
again.
shaken by design
a stirring
of unkind
poured
without diplomacy
a cocktail
of memory
slowly
in acrid sips
She
poisons me...
again.
-Kalynn Campbell
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