![]() Not ThirstyA Poem by Pete![]() I could tell it was a strange bar. On the outskirts that were dark and far. The bartender asked me if I wanted a 'bloody mary'. Giving me a wink that weighed heavy and scary. I didn't quite know what to think. As he washed a knife over the sink. Until he took me behind the bar and showed me a woman lying bleeding on the floor. I said I wasn't thirsty and asked him to ... ... show me the door ... © 2019 PeteReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 13, 2019 Last Updated on September 2, 2019 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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