Sam Alexandra Rose

Tag: drinking

  • Forgo

    my mouth forgoes feelings
    so I can feel everything else
    the roof of my mouth goes numb
    so I can envelop myself
    in self-medication
    a vacation
    for the senses,
    a sensible
    meditation,
    a softening
    of the edges.

  • jack daniels

    the cold glass on my wet bottom lip
    my top lip enveloping – and then I tip
    the scent stings my nostrils and
    my teeth welcome it
    head goes back
    a slow swallow
    and the roof
    of my mouth
    goes numb
    the taste
    is blunt
    and then
    nothing
    matters
    anymore.

    maybe I am a mess
    but I love these
    nights.