Gin soaked parchment paper, robbed of words
wrung red from split fingernails guiding,
sliding back and fro
to the irrhythm of distended lobes misfiring
a useless tome, of uninteresting characters
and the sun that burns them crisp, their lips tiring
cigarettes in the candy dish
the southerners, wrenching wrists about their red clay alleys,
the tinted beer glass stashing tobacco juice
their words playing loose with the sanctimony of animals, raccoon paws
and muskodine snaps and the rusting 1953 Crosley metal lawn chair
rocking away the synapse.
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
Gin soaked parchment paper, robbed of words
wrung red from split fingernails guiding,
sliding back and fro
to the irrhythm of distended lobes misfiring
a useless tome, of uninteresting characters
and the sun that burns them crisp, their lips tiring
cigarettes in the candy dish
the southerners, wrenching wrists about their red clay alleys,
the tinted beer glass stashing tobacco juice
their words playing loose with the sanctimony of animals, raccoon paws
and muskodine snaps and the rusting 1953 Crosley metal lawn chair
rocking away the synapse.
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