Showing posts with label another bottle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label another bottle. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Yeah, sure, his friends
believed him
when he said
that he never wanted that anyway.
Ha! They just downed
another bottle,
traded gems,
talked about their next play,
All the while
thinking
what they would have done
in his shoes that day.
Labels:
another bottle,
in his shoes,
men,
next play,
poetry
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