death sit at the end of the bar
dressed as a dancehall slut
full of danger and unknown
love drools on the bar
her head full of whiskey dreams
opportunity
hides in the shadows
waiting to pick the pockets
of your future
and slipping out
unnoticed
Nat Z. Punx
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-quick-drink-in-hell/
