The Sting

Whiskey stings the lips,

Like a kiss from a past lover,

Who promised so much,

But left so little

I enjoy the memories,

But like the ice melting in the bottom of this glass,

Nothing lasts forever

So I forge a smile,

Sip the last of the poison,

And slip back

Into the comfort of the night,

And all the joy she brings

© Dicky J Loweman 2015



          1. Thank you. Don’t be too impressed though… It would be 14 years if I had left it alone when I first got to AA. 🙂 But I never was good at learning lessons the first time around 🙂 Have a sip for me, will you? 🙂

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