Poem: Tanka: Whiskey . . . #WesternWednesday

Posted by Hunter C. Coch on October 7, 2009 · Leave a Comment 

Burning the parched throat,
eyes down to the golden drink,
regret speaks my heart,
for those left on trails behind,
hands given lead to the lost.

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