On the Rocks

On the Rocks

I can never seem to earn
Your free smile, unless
We’re at the bottoms of
Our cups
It’s a conundrum, because
You are a constant wonder
But when you’re sober,
It’s tough
To understand if I’m at fault,
grating on your nerves, or
You’re simply feeling a bit
Either way, if it takes a river
Of whiskey,
Flowing through the rocks, till
It’s empty,
For us to laugh together

Bottoms up



4 thoughts on “On the Rocks

  1. Madsies says:

    That’s rather sad, but the passion is incredible. Bravo.


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