The book of poetry I’d bought was worse even than I’d reckoned.
I drank a margarita fast, and then I drank a second.
How the hell did that book win prizes, and its author accolades?
Thank God the bar had very cute barmaids.
I gave the book to one of them and she seemed quite enthused.
If love results, the poet’s talent will have been well used.
© Mark Halliday & Martin Stannard, 2023
Picture Nick Victor