vomiting chunks into the
river, while
hanging over the bridge
railing as
my drinking buddy, an
ex ski bum pot-smoking
hippy, waits
patiently, through the
up rush and
gush, as
all my sickness
and self-disgust over
what I had become--
what I was--
came to the surface.
Wayne F. Burke's poetry and prose has been widely published in print and online (including in THE RYE WHISKEY REVIEW). He was nominated for a Pushcart by THE DOPE FIEND DAILY in 2022. He lives in Vermont (USA).
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