![]() HAPPY HOURA Poem by Mauricio Montoya![]() Have a drink![]() Happy hour Night scene at a night club Clatter chatter of endless words As I Approach the counter The bartender gives me a glass Slowly, but surely, I quickly down it for another. Hoping I can control. The insanity of every action, Now that I’ve had too many
Knowing one is never enough. Rarely do I see doubles. How lucky can I get, this for the price of one. You know I’m on a roll As soon as I hit the floor I’m no longer in good standing. as I’ve lost all hope. Until I have another drink. That keeps the door,
revolving. When will it all end. If Only I could close it And give the key to god.
By Mauricio Montoya © 2012 Mauricio MontoyaAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on May 11, 2010 Last Updated on December 21, 2012 Author![]() Mauricio Montoyaoakland, CAAboutLove to draw and cook from time to time, when I'm not drawing I’ll write poems. My favorite poet is Edgar Allen Poe. more..Writing
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