Whiskey Haze

Whiskey from coffee mugs

A haze masked with a smile

Voices settle in the backseat, sleeping

No longer whispering in my ear, at least for tonight

A slow sip

A quick swallow

The warmth of yesterday’s footsteps trickle down my throat

As I watch sheer window curtains blow with the cool wind, silently

Sun rays try to seep in, sunrise or sunset, not quite sure which

My lids lower under the weight of a thousand pounds

And I join them in slumber, at peace for now

 

Originally posted September 26, 2015

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6 thoughts on “Whiskey Haze

  1. “The warmth of yesterday’s footsteps trickle down my throat”
    beautiful imagery!

    “Sun rays try to seep in, sunrise or sunset, not quite sure which
    My lids lower under the weight of a thousand pounds”

    I so relate to this.

    Sorry it took me so long to get here.

    Like

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