I am a wine cellar
unto myself
occasionally decanted
aged-to-perfection
vintage
at times acting
the vinegar
sweet, pungent
varietal undertones
serious melancholy
drunk to forget
remembering
quite dry
an acquired taste
not for all
people label me
state certainly
what I best
accompany
pairing me with
prescribed ideals
things I would
never associate
knowing me
snobbishly stubborn
they really don’t
I am not the
caliber they pay
wrapped in
brown paper sack
neither of us would
true friends
partake
simply because
I am what
they like
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2016
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