love drunk
mercy man
swallows his upper crust
he tries to get into
my Maiden Form
he looks for the upside
to his frown as
his hollow leg stands alone
uninvited to dance
staring through the cut glass
cockeyed
stinking of Merlot
and memory loss
duality and mischief
cloud his dormant
dungeon
winos looking for the womb
in search of mother's milk
to nurse their
dark dream tango
and mend
their tattered egos
they numb and lick
their wounds
with
their emotions bottled up
they suck
the bottle dry

L. K. Thayer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-dream-tango/