You are too winter and I am rising.
Lukewarm will not do,
I bid adieu to our I do.
You are a splinter I keep sanitizing.
Snowstorms will not do,
in this field of mildew.
I rid this flu,
It’s all I can do.
It's time you learn the power & history of Gold
The Feeding
A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]
Gin Star Drinking
Today is for you. Wanna go away? I was thinking Bombay, Gin star drinking, they now say Mumbai. London dry, Wear a white tie, Leave me tongue tied. In the blink of an eye, We’re eating Boston cream pies, On the Fourth of July. This isn’t easy to come by, So overbuy Eau de vie, […]
I Was Lying in the Sun
I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]
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