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  • Gary Hunter

Can’t hold it Steady (for one alcoholic I know) Sept. 21, 2020

I’ve seen you drink

in the most flattering light

immersed in agony

and on the blackest of nights

with the brightest gleam in your eyes

another time bitter another sweet

another sad another indescribable

you know you are a cup

and we both know

you hold it steady

for only so long


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