The game ended prematurely.
Sigh!
The tease from the empty cup
was over in seconds,
even before I could
burp out the verses;
it lasted barely two lines...
The first, a dedication,
to the evening,
the second, to the last drops
of the brew,
stuck to the edges
waiting for salvation,
the kind we all deserve.
The stains remain,
on the evening sky,
and the coaster carrying
baggage from John Lennon!
-- Leslie
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