Lawrence S. Pertillar
Toasting With Cocktails - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Say what you will,
But words plastered
Upon a damaged dike...
Will not contain a flushing storm,
Exposing the weakness
Of a foundation flawed.
No matter who says it is fortified,
To resist constant pounding...
Someone is going to feel the affects,
Of not putting words into action!
Accept those who are toasting with cocktails,
Ignoring the calls for help!
And too inebriated to distinguish between sounds
Of screams and their own laughter!
Believing they have been drenched by a massive martini,
Filled to the brim with floating olives...
And intoxicated with merriment descending upon them.
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