another Jack Daniels' night
where I think of you

my twenty-second or fiftieth
i don't know

where I look at the brown bottle
and wonder

should I fetch another?
to cloud you and me
an iris defying miles of red sand and timeless sun

where I take another drink
where I try my damndest not to think
that I left God's white silk and incense
seeking a mirage
a better version of you

where I put the warm bottle to my lips
and swallow without tasting
the same way I swallowed you.
 

 
     

 

 

 "Bourbon" © 2006 by Esteban Martinez

 
     
 

 Original Photo and Graphic Image, "Exempt" © 2006 by Emmanuela Copal de León

 

 

     
 

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