Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Vodka Tonics

ice melting in a glass
bracelets clinking
a toast
soda bubbles up a glass
clear and smells a little
like adulthood
laughing
smiling
telling stories of remember when
lime balanced on the rim
swirl the ice
drink it
one gulp
two
gone
another
another
another
ice melting in a glass
water pooling at the base
rivers travel down the side
like hours through
the night
memories forgotten
lime curled in the bottom
sad
squeezed
all the juice is gone
alone
ice melted in an empty glass




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