By DARRIUS ESTIGOY
Staff Writer
I’ll fill my glass:
To esoteric fantasies.
To implausible and unattainable ecstasy.
To what we want but will never have.
I’ll raise my glass:
To heartbreak and lunacy.
To haze-clouded tear-filled nighttime quandaries.
To what we need but will never get.
I’ll break my glass:
To esoteric punishment.
To kill the mind with bold intent.
To what we ignore but will never forget.
I’ll blow my mind:
To thought experiments.
To dwelling on past incidents,
To what we can never change.
I’ll lose my life:
To endless monotony,
To live within my fantasies,
To refrains none can see.
Categories:
Toasts: a poem
May 11, 2017
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