Tequila Poem by Estefano Molina

Tequila



This feel better
incredibly, surprisingly better
I've definitely been smelling the wrong flowers
I'm smiling
I'm back for a short amount of time
I'm whistling as my foot taps the floor to the rhythm of Europa
Santana must have been on something
Good for him.
Good for us.

Monday, September 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: melancholic
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