I confess,
I got blitzed on whiskey
& she might have eaten a worm,
but what happened next
was just a blur.
Elbows and derrieres,
the fragrance of lilac,
a taste of succulent waters,
granite & pewter.
A bit of fine red lace,
her smiling face,
traces of smoke lingering
from salty breath,
her sweating sun.
A running fan &
moving crescent moon,
an electric band
crooning, "Ramble On"
with an etched gremlin
smiling,
his arms outstretched,
reciting,
"I Wuv You's"
above the
pretty waxed nest.
I confess,
I got blitzed on whiskey
& I swear she ate the worm.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 6:26 AM UTC
I confess,
I got blitzed on whiskey
& she might have eaten a worm,
but what happened next
was just a blur.
Elbows and derrieres,
the fragrance of lilac,
a taste of succulent waters,
granite & pewter.
A bit of fine red lace,
her smiling face,
traces of smoke lingering
from salty breath,
her sweating sun.
A running fan &
moving crescent moon,
an electric band
crooning, "Ramble On"
with an etched gremlin
smiling,
his arms outstretched,
reciting,
"I Wuv You's"
above the
pretty waxed nest.
I confess,
I got blitzed on whiskey
& I swear she ate the worm.
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