2-15-10
corn hash makes whiskey?
you need not to listen to me
to know that milk turns to curds
or cream a Wisconsin dream
sickle yielding a most happy grin
sweet is the purest taste a woman's and a child's face
juxtaposition of a marshmallow tummy
& his domino fingers granite thighs petrified wood
sometimes forget to swipe a "hello, I notice you &
love your presence" a long blade of my leg
a radio host telling us to pray
and then we do
moonrise pairings, moonscape yawnings
bumping into each other to gift laughs
and moonshine comes from what hash? it feels
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