I
need more ice
my heart served in a glass
over the ice,
cold,
while my mind,
is a delirious brandy
swirl.
I think, I am a poet,
I must,
on occasions get silly drunk
and fall in love frequently,
especially
when my capricious Muse
left me for a horror story writer,
especially, when
for the shitty ones….
on the other hand, I
may
just need more ice in
the glass
to freeze my tongue
c:Nina K Orlovskaya @6/14/2012
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