The Night She Met Vodka, Poetry by Shiela May Baysa

Genre: Rhyme, Relationship, Drinking, Addiction

The Night She Met Vodka
By Shiela May Baysa

She wasn’t ready to meet a man tonight

An unsweetened courage in her hands

Moonshine and beneath 

Are reasons to finish a drink

And in the middle of it all

Are dried up memories of some boy

She entailed to forget

For four long, long years now 

Though cannot even begin to tear up a letter

Or even delete a plain, petty text message

An inbox still keeps even after series of 

New text messages from hook-ups and dates

Which were deleted when she was done with 

But it painfully seems– that to the deepest core of

What lays down her sanity, his souvenirs

Are her favorite words–

Feeding her, her favorite movies with a genre

That only him could make her watch,

Her favorite poems that only him is the crude

Intention of every line–

Needless to say, she dated a vodka

With filthy hangovers
Neither a coffee nor a broken heart can break

This night is he – 

Hissing defences to return at ’93

Reveling in the bubbly fizz of what’s gone by,

Never ever meeting a greater one for

He was her favorite drink with no matters 

Of how it will be every next day,

And all of the ice cubes, all of the alcohol,

All of the bubbles, all of the fizz and froth,

All of the hurt, all of the wrongness, 

All of the changes, all of the ifs, all of the

Intimacy, all of the echoes laid down,

Are just going to never make her sober

For it was just this one faulty lifetime that she

Gets to meet a vodka,

A drink she only once had and only once had she–

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