Thanks for your patience in these posts. I enjoyed the weekend though I thought I would make more time for writing. Some of the highlights of the weekend were happy hour on Friday night, hanging out with my Lisas throughout the weekend, watching the Masters Tournament, and reconnecting with old acquaintances from college and high school. Enough about me.

For today's prompt, take the phrase "The Last (blank)," replace the blank with a word or phrase, make that the title of your poem, and then, write the poem. Some examples: "The Last Train," "The Last Kiss," "The Last Time I'll Give Directions to a Complete Stranger," "The Last Dance," etc.




The Last Call

A quarter past buzzed
but not high enough
to lower standards of booty
need a five star woman
a bright constellation of swirling gases
to lead ancient voyages
across dark uncharted oceans
but only seems (im)possible
if you’re adding
the sum of distant parts
maybe her lips on her hips
or her hair on her flair
either way it’s all new
dizzying math.

A half hour past faded
and just high enough
to ask for her name again
all cute, looking lusciously latina
mesmerizing mayan
you know with little flavor
compact and straight up
at first taste
salt on a parched tongue
punctuated by lemon
so bad you can feel her going down
and at once warm in the pit center
leaving you swooning at the bar
only wanting more .

It’s last call
beyond the point of no return
and your friends
reason and good sense left hours ago
already in bed
ready for sunrise service
just you and your girl Tequlia locked
in a tight embrace at the bar
and she intimates ever so subtly
a slight churn the last call
she doesn’t appreciate your wandering eyes
your lack of attention devotion
your baseless pursuit of perfection
new math
and won’t share the stage top billing
with neither restraint
nor dinner nor appetizers
beer rum
nothing.

It’s last call
and you know the hard way
again
Ms. Tequila doesn’t play well
with others hips lips
hair and flair
perfection
all over you
swirling gases and acid
leading you home alone
an ancient voyage
all over your shoes.