Less Meaningless, More Glass Full With Meaning

Saying whatever

You please

For my

Sake

Isn’t a

Game winning

Feat

For either

Of us.

I want

Your

Raw honesty,

I want

A remembrance

Of that

Once starlet harlet

Who accompanied

Me for dinner

And boozy drinks

Beneath the

Recessed lighting

Of one restaurant’s

Snug hazel stare.

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