Eleven: Icy Ideas

Rhyming at inappropriate moments, I realise that I pause
at the right times, and risk just enough to prove that I’m
practising what I rant. Yes, those four o’clock, whiskey-weighted
words that clink so pleasantly against the ice of my resolve
will still float, long after I have melted.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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