i never remember holding a full drink.
my first look shows the level half-way down.
what next? ration the rest, and try to think
of higher things, until mine host comes round?
some people say, best show an empty glass:
someone will fill it. well, i've tried that too.
you may get drunk, or dry half-hours may pass.
it seems to turn on where you are. or who.
-- philip larkin, 'party politics'
-- michelle tea, the chelsea whistle
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