A Bit of Scotch

A Bit of Scotch

by James Landrith

Achilles heel, Oh Lord I feel,
the hurt inside will not subside.
She struck swift and fast,
before I knew, she was past.
With no pause, no refrain.
Encompassing all I know.
She’s gone now, but won’t let go.

Copyright © 1986 James A. Landrith, Jr. All rights reserved.


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