I Cry For You

I cry for you...
In places where I am served
Scotch and soda.
With either a lime to twist,
Or a lemon to chase.
Taking my time not to waste,
A single drop!

'I'll take another, bartender!
Pour it on.
Don't stop! '

Dewdrops sparkle,
When the skirt of morning lifts with light!

I cry for you...
Each morning,
Without shaving...
Unshowered and dazed,
From too much to think!
Drunk as a 'skunk' drinking...
I must stink of loud accusations?

Not a word of excuse was spoken!

I look down at my shoes...
And I realize I am missing a sock.
No one looks shocked.
And concern does not visit,
Anyone's eyes!

Are you surprised?

I cry for you!
No matter what you've done to me!
Or torture claimed I put you through.
I cry for you...
And hope one of us has moved on
To welcome new horizons.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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