The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Momentary Head Fake

There are some things
you can only sing
but never say

There are some things
given out but once
in the foray

There are some things
that the world lays claim
and takes its due

There are some things
past the cloud of time
you must pursue

Living on the edge
is sharper
cut or not

Dying for that
final answer
knowing what

Praising what the mob
is damning
come what may

Loving what the 
moment seizes
— counterplayed

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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