Vodka With Raven Poem by Wamii Flyer

Gathered around the table
Dimmed lights, see-through drinks
Each glass reflects the unstable
An ambiance loaded with tricks
Our miniature heaven
Vodka with Raven

Cigar smoke fills the room
No, keep the windows locked
Breathing with lungs that are blocked
Arms on top of each other, not enough room
Things get heated like an oven
Vodka with Raven

'Gotta leave,7 am shift tomorrow.'
Edin stares into the big smoke cloud
Bunch of eyes staring him down, tough crowd
'Alright, just meet us at four, freakshow.'
Great communication, Nathan
Vodka with Raven

Quoth the Edin ''Nevermore! ''