Two bottles? The cashier said.

There’s not much to do during

Holidays.

Well now you can drink.

So what’s left otherwise?

She smiled sheepishly.

The Poet has reached a state

Of saturation –

Meaning to take some tots

And more tots

To flush out bad spirits

Good spirits from Scotland

To flush out bad things.

Spirits from Kentucky

To flush out the destructive.

FLUSH.HSULF

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ZJG-POetry’18.