as i slide another marble,
from the throat of the bottle of scotch:
we emptied together,
soon it’ll be choked on betrayal,
(ii) typically a butterfly
you were a butterfly,
i could never get over from,
and you tasted from your feet too,
Ah you were so typical.
rising to spin again,
she knows something must be done,
to kill the hangover from last night’s tango,
and his whispers..
About A Poetweet: It is a free verse poem constructed with exactly 140 characters. That number includes punctuation and line breaks. (Hence the “tweet” portion of the name. Tweets in Twitter can be no longer than 140 characters.)