Pentecostal Transcendental Crying In Your Beer
Listen to the whiskey
speak in tongues. It glosses
meaningful romance
with vanishing precision.
Love the oak or love
the spruced-up hypertension,
dancing doesn’t dine
alone and doesn’t name
the liver. Emerson
alleviates the flame
in something that he ate
in unison with double
disobedience.
Wine wants ingredients.
~Son Rivers III 2006
COLD AND SOLITUDE
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Freezing weather here after a snowfall. Here again is a winter hokku by
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