the bottle…

the bottle

was stashed
in the dirty
clothes or
behind the
toilet stool
for my old
man’s quick
grab & chug
in the mor
ning to flash
start his
hands or
at night to
blind the
demons so
they cdn’t
get his eyes
he made a
face while

the bourbon
scorched the
phlegm sd
they fuck
you in the
eyes kid
yr dead

Wordle: the bottle

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  1. Te felicito por el buen gusto del diseño de tu blog. Es un blog muy bonito, lastima que no pude leer, no se tu idioma.

    Abrazos, poeta
    desde Buenos Aires

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