i drank down
your lies like
a washed-up moonlighter
nursing her
last bottle of sweet wine:
a pinot with
a pretty label and
a bargain-store
price tag whose
finish burned ever
so slightly at the swallow and i
should have known
the morning afters
would more than make
up for the high.
the tenth muse 
Dig this…
Its always..
I love you/I hate you
yeah…. love…hate. it’s exactly like that. 😉 .
–jsl
oh, i dig this too.
so raw and real.
glad you dug it :). was looking around at your stuff too; added it to my blog surfer tab–it really resonates with me right now. thanks for stopping by, and for sharing.
–jsl