Whiskey Sour!

Whiskey Sour,
Among the infinite days of rain
The last few are etched in my heart
Like the brimming glasses of whiskey sour(s).
There was something that burned inside & outside
Of you, about you, & for you.
The way you reminded me of doing bad things, and doing them well.
Last few nights have been about that,
You had me then, years ago,
on those interstate calls,
Maybe also when in a parting fall.
Go, wander, suffocate yourself a little more,
Let me know when you’re done,
I’m all ears!

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