Cocktails At Seven
Cocktails at Seven
Stand I
grinning like a second-rate
comedian, conversation wafting
over and about my see-through
discomfort.
Dancing tongues skip
subject-to-subject, inoculating
lulls like EMT’s
ready with the paddles.
I am here
next to my wishing star
on the brink of coming in
on a double dutch jump.
Kathryn McL. Collins
©November 8, 2011
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2012
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