Flitered Flask By Robert Salinas

Liquor and coffee are weakened in its purest form 

To water, in which

I think of how the most heinous acts, 

Usually,

Are rooted in the guise of love

Passion breeds pain,

So in a world where we plainly would not live without water,

Stay hydrated

But instead 

I’ll guise my efforts

With those finite hours paced in the form of a 12oz black roast, with cream

And steady my finest hours in the form of a Jim Beam, neat

But hey, hydration

Robert is a married cat-owner who loves barbeque, iced coffee, breakfast tacos, the San Antonio Spurs, Tarantino flicks, po’boys, Disney, and writing about things he may, or may not, have experienced. He is a Texas native currently residing in New Orleans.