A jack daniel's
jitterbug
point of
view.

stumbling
a little
left and
then a little
right.

fall rain
running
off my
crimson

jacket's
silhouette.

caught
somewhere
between
love
a­nd fleeing
the refuge
from this

heart break
of you.

candy wrapper
love affair
all taste
no substance,

now melted
all over
me. left
sticky
and wanting
in the still
black air.

throw me
a life jacket.

hail me a cab.

let this poor
loser fold his
hand. turn
in his chips.

tonight

I will not
wager on
love
anymore.

tonight

I will not
win.