current

canal-edged bourbon
bar on a Tuesday closeted
in dark corners & acous-
tic dampened brick; i
sit by the windows & smile,
sip at the purple-black of un-
returning water, of dis-
inhibited bitterness.

June 6, 2012 | Categories: dverse, poetry, poetry of place, thoughts | Tags: bar napkin poem, canal, current, richmond | 11 Comments »