One More For The Road Poem by Estefano Molina

One More For The Road



I'm not a drinker
But lately these beers,
They seem to be hitting the spot
One, two
Four and I lose count
I don't even think of you
Not anymore
I have no more problems
I have nothing to let my mind dwell
I'm empty like the cup in front of me
So I sit and think
but I forget
These great ideas come and go
and no one to talk to
It's bittersweet this solitude

Monday, April 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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