Shattered

Two empty wine glasses
one for me
the other awaits you
in case you stop by
and ask me
to pour you a drink
in case you want to stay
to quench
your insatiable thirst.

I'll tell you tales
you'll pretend to believe.
You'll make me believe
tales I can not tell
First glass
second glass
third glass
fourth glass,is it?
I stop counting!
And yet, you aren't here.

Just when I thought you would come
your glass
broke into slivers
shattered all our chances.
Our hopes
swept off the floor
thrown into the bin of forsaken dreams.

These are the days
I don't want to remember my name.
I should let it go
be someone I do not know.
The night rolled
we drank everything bone dry
tongues wandered on fields of flesh
the moon hid her face
blushing in lustrous red!



*taken by ALPer James Kevin Ty last June 16, 2011.


On the phone, next morning
neither of us remembers a thing
about the night we forgot everything
but the sweet smell of our skin.
It was just another tale
of a night
I had no name.

"What can be added

to the happiness of a man

who is in health,out of debt

and has a clear conscience?"

~Adam Smith~

A damn good company.