A Large Rum

Each day around noon

he goes to the place

he is welcome,

placing his money on the counter

he orders a large rum.

He stares at his glass for a moment

before taking a sip,

silently toasting the memories

of lost friendship.

 The years have caught up 

and he must spend

what is left on his own.

That’s why he comes here so as

not to feel alone.

He passes the time of day with

the other lost souls

then stares back into his glass

like it was the opening of a large hole,

where all his memories are stored

and where he returns

to any time he is bored.


assorted alcoholic drinks
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