last…

last…
-By Brian Quinn
-“My Bed” by Tracy Emin

my whiskey you
your wine me
overfilled with
lips dripping
over wet
chins-
blouses with
tale telling stains
moreprove an
eclipsed mid-
night than
fingerprints on
glasses or the
ghosts we leave behind
in bar mirrors

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