Rum Runner

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At home, she sips sweet-flavored rum

Grinning with a separation in her teeth.

A fear is found in her haunting smile

That she really has nothing to do

And everything she does is all about nothing

Sweet rum can be mixed or drank straight

Easily licked off and forgotten, evaporated

Mixed with who knows what

Everything—she can get her hands on

Funny, how she acts with such desperation

While lapping up luxury—acting out with suffering

Lovers, all lovers, plus everyone

Come with at least one fault or two,

Allowing her within their shield-like auras

To let her explore, compliment, and brutalize.

That is why she shows her whitened teeth

Tucks her wrinkles behind her ears

Blaming, blaming, blaming, in between sips

15 Comments on “Rum Runner

  1. A fear is found in her haunting smile
    That she really has nothing to do
    And everything she does is all about nothing
    Loved these particular lines. I often feel this way, smiling through the fear of nothingness. No rum for me though. I prefer random acts of kindness.

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  2. If I didn’t know better, I would swear that you wrote this about me. The rum, the persona, I believe you have discovered my alter-ego!

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