Aubade

Pardon my asking, but do you think I could drink
this and be okay? I am still learning the scents

of poisons, can’t yet smell them in the wild. Sip it
and tell me if you die.

Portrait of the Alcoholic with Craving

I’ve lost the unspendable coin I
     wore around

          my neck that protected me
     from you, leaving it . . .

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