Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Johnny Halliday

My last beer with Elmar
Was toasted in poetry, and drunk in prose.
Warsteiner, in fact.
His head was haloed
by a cream-colored poster
of Johnny Halliday.
“My life, George, is about to begin.”
He stood up,
zipped up his jacket,
and walked out.
His beer – next to his wallet -
left half drunk.

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