Sunday, December 18, 2022

No Xmas Tree

Just near empty bottles

of very good whiskey

2 women and I drank

during the course

of a week that ended

with us not speaking

to each other since.

I put roses like those

I steal from the neighbor's

garden in said bottles

as a reminder

there is much beauty

in this world.

Even with the women gone.

The knife one of them

threw at me for looking

at her friends legs remains

on the floor where it landed

after hitting the wall and

missing me by a foot.

A  reminder that

any  Christams

even for a man with little

to lose can be more

curious than planned.

When it extends to

New Years Eve.

I/he does not mind

the things they stole

or borrowed with ill


“I'm never fucking

you again,” she said

“and you ain't fucking her neither”

were her parting words

as they stumbled ouside

to the snow

Ending his one affair

since his divorce

three years before.

All the bottles empty

after he downed a double


He found himself

still reaching for

what lingered sweet

long enough to be


Ten years of marriage

most good until

the end..

His wedding ring

lost in a desk

alongside knowledge

his wife pawned hers.

He placed a comically

large seashell to ear

just to hear the sea

scream for the past

like him

on most days.

Rp Verlaine lives in New York City. He has an MFA in creative writing from City College. He taught in New York Public schools for many years. His first volume of poetry- Damaged by Dames & Drinking was published in 2017 and another – Femme Fatales Movie Starlets & Rockers in 2018. A set of three e-books titled Lies From The Autobiography vol 1-3 were published from 2018 to 2020. His newest book, Imagined Indecencies, was published in February of 2022.