by February 25, 2022 0 comments

Vodkas ignite a serious conversation we sing cacophony
our mouths open machinery in the room whirs the gears
clank and then the whole dark bar lifts its legs and flies

no windows though
we perceive sudden shifts as turbulence impending
storms we move as far from as we can talk about

– James Croal Jackson

editors note:

This happens when you’re more think than you drunk you are.
mh clay

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