Endless Gin

  Is it the bottom
Of this flask I seek?
I take a sip – and then another
And for the millionth time,
I peek

Should have died
A drunken shit
Yet here I sit
Waxing lyrical-
A spiritual miracle

This is the story of my escape
Rejection of a prisoner’s fate
I killed my jailer
An endless “djinn”
Warden
Of my self-imposed sin

Now I Live my life, neat
I run to the sun
On gifted feet, fleet…

Free of the crutch I no longer need-
Abandoned in tall grass gone to seed

Flat Black

My mood
Dark
As flat black
Asphalt-
Betrayed
By hope
Revealed
In light’s
Shy reflection

-DeRicki
[Photo: Juankarh Hernandez]