Libations Poetry

4 Year Nemesis

picked it up where the land

is white bedsheets wide

then cellared it on a stone

wall before carrying

it to the sunshine coast

where it was released

to oaxaca’s bone riders


booze in the nose and

unapologetically assaults

the tongue and throat

spiraling me down the

afternoon drunk train

to happy nowhere

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