Three Martinis
for J.L.
Dry
Life is served up with trace amounts of youth —
the ratio of vodka to vermouth.
Dirty
You asked for it. Again. An old mistake.
Dirt never settles or grows less opaque.
Perfect
Bitter and sweet may seal their win-win deal
but the wee hours ready its repeal.
from The Cortland Review
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Author: The Best American Poetry