Don’t, Never Try

03 Dec


Don’t, Never Try


Went to the bar

near where she lived

to force serendipity


while lost in the glass

I saw her

stuck inside the mouth

of the ghostly figure

standing by the jukebox

I had to leave


before disappointment


Went to another bar

on the other side

of the concrete


found her again

at the bottom

of my bottle

and I didn’t cry out

for lack of anything

to utter

but the whiskey

it boiled

and the disappointment

it spread 


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Jack Tsoy Tumult

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