“whiskey breath”

“whiskey breath”

i remember
body parts
skin, stubbly
rough, never soft
always there
a slip unkind
my fingertips could never quite

grab on

i remember
stomach, stretched
round, pulsing
smell of beer
cologne I loved
never seemed to

hang on

to these
pressed lips
sloppy mouths
vodka, whiskey
smell of rum
the only way
to feel you

i remember

i felt us shift
months of slipping
we fell and flew
the entire time
we never did

grab on.

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