Distilled Vodka

written mostly out of spite.

A distorted vase of distilled vodka, lies,

But not how you lie when you constantly devise

 

These brash and trashy plans to wreck

perfectly palatable people. You should check

 

 

the books or the bible, but I doubt they will claim

a fifteen minutes of fame

 

for you, and I reckon if there was a record

for the number of times I had to disregard

 

an insult or indirect reference at your intelligence

there’d be two too many to use as evidence

 

against you in the court of law,

where I’d solemnly swear to tell the truth, but there I’d have to withdraw

 

because you are like a pet peeve

that is unceasing yet deceiving

 

in the way you latch on like a leech

sucking all substance from me and refusing to leave.

 

Yet also in the way I couldn’t possibly manage by myself

Like the flowers on my shelf

 

in the distorted vase of distilled vodka

which isn’t really vodka but actually aqua.

 

Reviews

[WILDERNESS]

Great read, really enjoyed it, ....................... thats the way to pen it. Good show.

[Michael G. Smith]

Funny last line made me laugh aloud. I too am not a fan of alcohol or those that partake. Although, I am an advocate of free choice and self stupidity.

[Jason Henry]

it's funny how negative emotions tend to bring out excellent metaphors and imagery so vivid and creative. while i really liked the rhyme in this, actually picturing daisies in a flask of smirnoff is what is stuck in my mind. it'll be stuck there for a while, thankfully. great poem.