To the Question

The universal question for mankind

Tired of vicissitudes, 

Trembling in the happiness of fear,

He walked by all the accouterments of life, 

His sinister mind seeking refuge 

In a bottle of bourbon. 

He finally guessed it

What pray tell am I doing here?  

Reviews

[Pax]

we all have something to fear, & we all have unpleasant circumstances, yet despite all that life still goes on... seeking refuge to alcohol is never the answer, it only gives temporary escape then the problems comes back again when your sober.

The last sentence leaves us hanging, questioning...
leaving the readers to continue the thoughts...
very nice sir, keep it up!

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you Kelly. Your best is very fine indeed!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Seeking refuge in a bottle of bourbon is a hard road. My mind seeks something a little more pleasant to the tongue, like a fine pinot grigio.

All in all, I loved the brevity of this, Alfred!


My best,
Kelly