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.