Take Ice?

Where is the ice? He asked.

His drink was too warm and strong

So I found him some shards of ice.

But the diminished strength of his drink

Was undone by the three more he gulped down.

Swaying he stood and declared his love for a shadow

And returned to the hotel to have an infarction just before dawn.

Is an addict less an addict if they mix down their poison?

When over time the corpse begins to smell and ossify

And be buried deep or burnt to spare the living

Does it really matter if they took ice?

Don’t care, don’t want to know

The answer makes me sad

Because I know.

3 thoughts on “Take Ice?

  1. brionyjae

    Very invocative! I love the lines: “Swaying he stood and declared his love for a shadow / And returned to the hotel to have an infarction just before dawn.” It creates such a clear image in my mind of the man’s movements and actions.

    I’m enjoying seeing your exploration in poetry!

    Liked by 1 person

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