rum.
watered down
to a faint hiss on the tongue
yet
full of sweat
and sunshine.
poison me with cola, boys!
and ice dragged from the filthy ganga's shore!
till i sing
of sweat
and sunshine
and rum.
Chp 908. Reunion venue!
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felt good to see that you are writing again.
i like this... but i think you suld have also mentioned your taste for Rum in Black Coffee
I like this.
Its not as effective as you could have made it though. Most of your poems end very abruptly or expectedly which I find distracts from the brilliance of the first three lines (most usually) - however, this was great!
Also, how about an ode to beer at mojos. pretty please?
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