No Way Out
Bottle tips to its side emptying
its contents
a drunken night spent while
you tried to put to sleep
first of the month
instincts and aches
before you piss away
this month’s paycheck
in three or four
uninterrupted nights of stupor
as if expecting Hades
who will finally come
to erase you
and your ordeal
from this golden world
Manolis Aligizakis 