Addiction

Empty promises.
Full bottle.
High hilarity.
Hijinks.
Stony silence.
Empty bottle.
Black
Out.
How can something
you can’t remember
never be forgiven?

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One Response to Addiction

  1. barbara toboni says:

    Great poem, Donna, powerful in so few words.

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