Too bad for the reputation

for you have a such a lovely sound

Popped cherry corks 

Long stemmed crystal toasts

the hard 

surrendering 

sigh

Filled full with all the promises

and mirror shadows

of untold curses 

but what if that 

is just a rumor

a wicked lie

spit and spread 

on the rank locker room walls

the sooth speaks

of an unequal bittersweet

whisper

laying claim

to what was 

already said