R.Benjamin Abate

Rookie - 150 Points (06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Whiskey - Poem by R.Benjamin Abate

Swallowing whiskey
Is like swallowing
A hornet

You don't appreciate
Your temple-

You poison it-
You scorn it-

& When you
Sober up-

You know you
Need more

So you take
Another sip

Feel
the sting

As you set your
Temple walls
Aflame

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 28, 2014


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