How He Let Her Go

the sleek smirnoff bottle

slips from his

shaking hands.

its inevitable demise

awaiting on the

stained carpet below

his stumbling feet.

he reminisces about

Her

in the ticking seconds

before shattering,

how he shamefully

abused and overused

Her tenderness,

Her innocence.

he had broke Her,

shattered Her very elusive

existence at the hand of his

spiraling and erratic

behavior.

in the final moments

of the clear bottle

remaining whole,

the man can only

think about the being he had

destroyed once before.

yet, entangled and

taunted by these burning

memories of Her,

sip by tragic sip,

he drowns Her further into

a pathetic glass of

jack and coke.