WINE AND GATES

Another Hangover That Could Human Brevity

aspiration in the corner
to find, the world in time
of little jack horner
and his friend, the tact of the sublime

daybreak
do you have any more money?
that thing with hate...
is your name in a race with a monkey?

pinch of a date
many years later
wasn't that the tooth fairy worth a Satan?
we come up with the tomato

drink you fool
bread before wine, the spirit of the times
the right to rigor mortis of the cool
washed in the still flowing rhymes

jack wears a fine cap
held in place with nary a pin
the secret in his mind, hap
the gift of a universe, against

sound like another fool crying in the rain?
does a mentioned martyr of suds in the grace
have the kind for asking, the peace in the pain
this word is from the best of prayers

but
the laugh is on the horse that came
where the pool of jaundiced courts is to, what?
maybe a drink with the poor ol' same...



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