what one drink knows

What One Drink Knows

 

Just one drink knows

it’s good to let those shoulders loosen.

Look, one drink isn’t hurting anybody.

 

And a few drinks know

everything is worth worrying about,

at least somewhat, at three o’clock in the morning.

 

A few drinks more

know that nobody should have to feel this bad;

and nobody appreciates all you do. 

And that woman’s a bitch.

I mean, what the hell?

 

And I’ll tell you what they oughta do in the Middle East…

And I’ll tell you a story you oughta write…

 

But here’s the truth: cold and clear as an ice cube.

Many drinks—many, many drinks over many years—

they don’t know jack. They don’t know shit.

Never have. Never will.

Kate Young Wilder

 

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