intoxication was his true love
in only one way, could he truly be happy
his mouth never met with the lips of his husband, at least not anymore.
but with the bitter taste of Ketel One.
his daughter looks on in disgust
she blurs in his head.
one day she was on the playground, her light-up sketchers
flashing pink-purple-white and now she walks into the throngs of meandering
college freshmen, her Keds slapping the pavement
he wishes he could give it up
but how can you give up what's practically around every corner?