quarta-feira, 7 de junho de 2017

Shot poems I

Sheets of paper with scotch as perfume -
the muses pour another shot and beg for more
having no shame to assume
they are drunk of him to the pore.

He writes a line of misery
and drinks it -
the nine beloveds take that as liturgy
to use as they see fit.

11/03/2017

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