.&o
Sunday, June 29, 2008
ginger ale
out of stark-raving green smooth
burns my tongue my throat
slides over tonsils.
nothing so sickeningly sweet
but sharp, bitter, quiet
understated, understandably so,
so it wraps around my heart
and lungs
and tugs
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