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Sunset Screwdriver
By lupus tenebrae
Thou shalt not steal
a chance to breathe,
this day,
a chance to exhale
all my troubles
into the ozone
and watch the carbon dioxide
meet the sun.
When
the screwdrivers
go down smooth
and loose as their
loosely
written rhymes,
then and only then,
is a tailgate not a cage,
to me,
but a harness, somewhere
off in the Niagara.
I'm grinning, in such a way,
that the world is bite-sized,
which only makes sense
when the buzz of clover green
is a dozen
flies upon the wall.
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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Monday, September 3, 2012.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
I always viewed drinking as bad, no matter the amount, but I had a few yesterday, and I didn't become the monster I had feared becoming. I guess it's not so bad.Comments on "Sunset Screwdriver"
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A former member wrote:
For some...at least those who aren't allergic to it...alcohol is actually beneficial in the right amounts. & always remember: you deserve to have fun. Good write for a particular state of mind. Glad that you loosened up. It's necessary.
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