Today Is The First Day
By Jack Donahue

She swallows the hard, hollow dust
then lets the demon rum
run through her system
like a draino rinse.

Her hand always shakes
with the day's first drink
clink clink
here's to the first day
of the rest of her life,
ended a long time ago.



Thank you for the contribution, Jack!


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