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Bar Tables
Twenty six years ago
Momma laid her head on dirty carpet
.. Yeah
Looked a lot like mine
On a wooden bar table, just last night
Blonde
Too drunk to know
We looked like twins
Addictive reflection
Will someone save this girl?
Published 4th Feb 2023
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4th Feb 2023 7:03am
Dear T,
Excellent rendering of addiction. The frustration, fear and sadness associated in living with this can be so debilitating. You conjure many personal emotions for me in this very relatable piece. H🌷
Excellent rendering of addiction. The frustration, fear and sadness associated in living with this can be so debilitating. You conjure many personal emotions for me in this very relatable piece. H🌷
4th Feb 2023 11:33pm
Very clever, thought provoking poem. Its scant detail creates curiosity. Readers can fill in the blanks. I like it.
