That time of the year

It’s that time of the year
and, I pause to assess our
overdrawn relationship
Has it been worth the while?
That’s a qualified question
for posterity to ponder

In the mean time,
I am here to log
another instance
in the mirage
of stunning experiences

Life, may it be known
is no kettle of fish
or, a pot of beans
but, a flitting vapour
of liquor.