Drink Up!
© 2019 Sachiko Ruaya
Socially light open the lips
Heavy Upon the heart
It’s tempting… proof of belonging
Proof of affirmation;
Based on a Million Dollar sip
Determined by gulped Irish Cream
Mmm…
Whiskey that navigates smoothly, through the cavity
a pleasant flame;
a pleasant burn that trickles down your throat
(Isn’t it wonderful?)
Comforting warmth?
In exchange?
A cell crushing headache.
Your words are slurred, dribbling
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Language is bounced…deflected off ears
Comfort as an alcoholic resides of a pleasant burn
Your blood is red wine
Your tears for in crystals of Vodka
The pleasant burn; the pleasant flame?
Morphs into a demon
Processed by short longing comfort,
You left the condoms on the bedside;
Pills taped onto the mirror
Obviously, you wouldn’t have known, right?
You make non-existent love on an unknown bed…
Unknown place…
Unknown bedside…
Unknown…
Unknown…
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