I lined the street with empty mason jars
The heat of the whiskey steamed the cold of the street
My raincoat torn
The evening brought the dark to me
That woman, a mystery
Turn to the drink to understand
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I lined the street with empty mason jars
The heat of the whiskey steamed the cold of the street
My raincoat torn
The evening brought the dark to me
That woman, a mystery
Turn to the drink to understand
Atmospheric! Wonderful!
Especially love the last line.