a stale toast

a stale toast

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


a stale toast

 

 

 

pleasure's intoxication

the bottle empties

and love sobers up

to find dissonance

between those who imbibe

 

they ponder a refill

or a new lover

 

hide their feelings in the cupboard

till then.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/7/23

© 2023 jacob erin-cilberto


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A distinct lack of harmony between those who imbibed here. This doesn’t bode well for the future me thinks. The title says it all. Call it a day comes to mind. A mismatch.

Chris

Posted 11 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

11 Months Ago

Thank you for responding to this one, Chris.
Maybe the mismatch is this poem and readers...:).. read more
Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Ha! Now you said that, not me dear J. I couldn’t pass this poem by, it was looking lonely. I hope .. read more

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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