DRINKING IN THE GARDEN
she's been drinking in the garden
yellow chinese hat bobs and wobbles
on a drunk she loves every bud and insect
picking peas and string beans are best
the green smell stays on both hands all day
she could buy food but this tastes best
when she can taste at all past the burning brandy
she's been snoring in the garden
limp on rotted mulch that smells much stronger
she'll wake up cold, the feeding sun long gone
nauseated from too much juice and exposure
the night air working hard to clear the palate
while nocturnal life begins its quiet feeding
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with a stick
and a wick!
I like this a lot, no sunshine and lemondrops, but I like it.
Nice write!! :D