Half a Life
He staggered into the half-occupied kitchen,
poured half a glass, "We're out of orange juice! Again!"
drank, belched, "The nectar of life."
She would have nuzzled into his neckline,
arms under his, pulled him to her chest....
Is an unreturned hug
or half full?
Sorry guys, this is rather angry, from an old poem but...
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