The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Spirit's Behest

Do you demand my lies,
  instead of the truth

Do you hem and sigh,
  or stammer uncouth

Does the word unfiltered,
  get trapped in your brain

Does the message uncovered,
  wash down your drain

Does the time spent looking,
  measure time well spent

Does the verbal unlocking,
  pay your spiritual rent

Are the memories you wished for,
   in the time you invest

Are the feelings you hoped for
   —at your spirit’s behest

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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