Bourbon

Unpublished


BOURBON

Another drink of bourbon please
I slur across at the bartender
The look of pity in his eyes I ignore
Another drink of bourbon please
I hear my voice become slightly louder
The slight plea as pathetic as last nights liaison
Please, another drink of bourbon
I begin to beg fearing his response
I can pay  for it all, I think
Please another drink of bourbon
I become confused and jumbled
My sweet lover gleefully withheld
DRINK BOURBON NOW
Guttering lights, flicker consciousness
Lying alone in the dark
Street sweeper nearing, memory lost
The last sip a sweet memory
The last drink to long ago