Amber

Amber

I smelt my past on you

Whiskey breath,

beatings and flint eyes

That scent awoke forgotten times

when malt lies washed over me,

pulping written neverminds

And all my sheafs of faded script

bloated amber fat inside

and bore the record of those times

Soon my salty eyes

spoke those words to you,

no longer hidden crimes

And through that murky brine

You swam and blotted

All those lost denials

By NLMcD