Whisky in the jar

Bart Wolffe


There’s always the old whisky bottle and the night

When you need it.

Honestly, it doesn’t need to make sense. Do it.

That’s what I tell myself – and forget the consequences.

Just forget for a moment, maybe longer, a few hours

When your mind goes missing

And then, ah, something else, a slippage

Where all that daylong stress disappears until tomorrow

And you’ll start over again reminding yourself

You need to buy another bottle.

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