Pet Sounds played.
Scott laid a hand
heavily on my head
like a gorilla mother
and poured vanilla vodka
in a mug. He said
I should take a drag.
I shrugged so he stuck
the butt in my mouth
with a slap on the back
and that was that.
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2 comments:
It's always a pleasure to read your work, D.
There you go.
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