Can I Buy You Another Drink
Cherry stem curls,
lost between teeth
made to make bruises
on whiskey bent flesh.
Lime wedges tucked
between chaos;
Salt soaked aftermath.
Hazy dreams choked
down, chased with
sugar laced lust.
I taste you in every shot;
exhale the thoughts
in smoke ringed pitch.
…”Can I buy you another drink?”
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
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