Yesterday Poem by BLT REI

Yesterday



Slumped in a question mark.
I, fish, breathe my elixir
The cackles, laughter of women
So far away, barely perceptible

Temporary smoke-filled mirth.
Tenderness in my voice
As I order another
And throw some money into the machine

Wanting yesterday.

Wednesday, September 6, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: Drink
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