Ben Harlow

In A Corner Booth - Poem by Ben Harlow

He sits in a corner booth
Hunched over a bottle of cheap whiskey
An old cigarette smolders in his hand
Speaking to no one
Except to offer insult
He plans to end it in the morning
Because he knows he's only killing
What's already dead

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 31, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 1, 2013

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