Three Line Lunch: Party Report #1: Email from the Eighties

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 300

Party Report #1: Email from the Eighties

“Quaaludes are still the only drug I really miss,” says middle-aged party guest David.
“You could basically deny all responsibility,” he sits a little sad and frumpy.
Party guest Jimmy laughs. “I’ve got the formula. I can email it to you tomorrow.”