these words red wine; please them read responsibly, don’t read them & drive a car or small an aircraft if you should read this too much don’t speak to your love lest you confess much too love or dirty wishes please them once you’ve forgotten don’t read this & miss your stop as though your stop were a boy a girl a fallen against swing over the park if you this read poem before sleep & work is the morrow : stay in late bed, & aspirin, peer at ceiling; curse these words as enemies of bathtime accompaniment if you read this as your lover entices you to bed, should these words make your organ numb, persist until you must sleep apologies at the price your offy charged for this poem( it is not worth it ) so put it down stay sober stay sober as television sets linked arms dramatic fireworks those things words these this is wine & arithmetic for nights lonely ( consume carefully) going sum the answer is elegant these this words is wine as I am the inventor of merlot too tired to be original tasting vineyard soil & putting this down in an effort for to once fall asleep & leave the glass empty by the fridge for morning’s washing. |
Friday, July 11
Vino
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