Tuesday, October 18, 2016

A new sight, a new night

A whiskey on the table
An old man in the chair
Two youngster on the couch
Compared to the old, at least
Not compared to the life of a whiskey
The old man drinks,
So those the youngsters
  But
Neither of the youngsters can keep up
Still
  The whiskey is now empty

The youngster are one of
Old age
  And
Younger age

Kept in bound by girls
  So
Is the old man

All sitting around the table
With the now empty whiskey
  And
Broken hearts

It's easy
It's hard
It's just hearts

They heal
With time

But doing the time
  Of
Making the bottle of whiskey empty
Points of interest have been made
  And
A triangular friendship
  Has
Awoken