All That Jazz Poem by Jon Edward Walker
All That Jazz
I still taste wine on my breath
it’s sour now
not the sweet bliss
it was yesterday
I saw old friends and
met new ones
the one girl I was interested in
of course
had a man
whom she wasn’t sure
she liked
enough to stick around
here
since she'd graduated.
she had beautiful eyes
and a bachelors in business
She didn’t know what to do with either of them
so far, this is your best one that i have read. the regretful irony in that last bit is what did it for me. Jake
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4/26/2024 6:52:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That last line just clinched it. And, it's subtle, too. A great one, definitely.