how's this for a bewildering hair of the dog...
doing some work in the garden...
the smell of roots cut with a mechanical saw...
deep in the ground...
so i guess it's more than "just"
the scent of mechanically
            cut mahogany - throw in some
                                            ferrrrr-tile soil too...
but then on my third coffee and fasting
and sobering up...
                           can't take it no more...
a kosher glug of last night... to straighten
the headache out... **** me...
yes... i take oaths like a cobbler might...
   double ****-up me...
                        get used to the proverb:
when the swallows fly high... little chance of rain...
but a glug of tequila
      followed by a sip of coffee?
    where the hell is this aftertaste of chocolate
coming from?
                           Montezuma? oi! Montezuma!
**** of the gods'... the gods' *******...
make sure you get stung by a bee...
          of late... it's about as rewarding as a toothache...
honest to the ******* crew...
that we bask in the benevolence of little pains
and have been in love stashed in some suitcase
of a memory on some bogus train heading
toward yesterday...
that's fine by me...
            it's not like i killed someone...
    hello memory... my cameo cinema...
                                           my most welcome
faculty in the schematic of "things"
              and moral-ought-knots.
                          - hell... a bordello in my mouth...
32 letters in the ****** alphabet and
         32 pearls of mine...
                 knock a few out... down by 8...
             that's better... in... HING-        -Ęgleash.
- coffee and... tequila... to hell with the eagles and
whatever that was... sunrise... sunset...
forever and always a c. c. r. - vietnam had the best
songs... you have to give 'em that...
                no other war had THAT soundtrack...
coffee and a sip of tequila...
        out pops a cho-co-la-te tongue...
                  as much as i like drinking and tripping
on giggles...
   sobering up is pretty much the same,
                        but not the same sort of trip; y'get me?