Poem: Drinking Games

enough whiskey
for the vampire
to get drunk
off me

enough wine
to believe he prays
for my forgiveness

enough beer
to cry in stranger’s lap

—your eyes look dark
—we’ve been out all night
not enough champagne
to make  connection last

or get the memories   off of me

Written in response to Big Tent Poetry’s Monday Prompt for 29 November 2010.
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