Sometimes one thing
insufficient in itself
is not improved by addition
of a second thing
noxious rum
in a glass of ice
a person
seeking love
This is a such an evening, my friend
so sit by me
in the dimmest light we can find
and drink.
nothing prompted me today but the desire to produce something. well, and this rum and coke i have here, and a sense of melancholy. and, yes, the unsettling but gratifying knowledge that somebody's actually reading this damn thing. though, knowing this, i have also had to ask myself if i shouldn't be trying harder to write something that might actually be edifying to read...oh well! clearly i have resisted the impulse, so, no need to worry. :)