lights are set dim
as if it was intended
to daze me off.
i see thru the glass
while stream of rum melts the ice down.
pointed finger swivel the brink,
polishing it-until it squeek.
'what are u into lately? '
a blink, a smirk
may the night swallow me whole
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Honest and humorous. That seems to be the theme with your poetry. ^_^