You suck your whiskey
with a broken straw

as I paint the animals
and loosen up your screws

love spun away
won’t always come back

a green bottle in a blue cupboard
finds a willing
snarl of cloud

a spell
to make
a river
lie


You can listen to me, reading this poem, on Sound Cloud...
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