The Whisky Blot
Journal of Literature, Poetry, and Haiku
I have wasted so many things
In my life Love Time Money Youthful energy But I have never wasted A drop of whisky. Poured it very carefully, Drained every glass, Finished every bottle, The empties displayed like trophies. I allow it into my room every night. Better than sleeping pills, Kinder than a stranger’s caress In a cold room at midnight. Saul Bennett is a 43-year old poet from a small town in the North Of England. He is an observer in a working class dimension. He has had poems published in Moss Puppy, Roi Faineant, Vocivia amongst other publications in the U.K. and USA. He can be found on Twitter @SBennettpoet. Comments are closed.
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