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