Sunday, June 4, 2017

Rob Schacke #357 - Sunday Night

Sunday Night

The butterscotch in whisky
complements the crap TV
into a determined word
this muddy world is sinking
a cannonball disneyland
the night I dreamt of huge cats
a zoo by a seaside school

they said don't read our minds
get up and make a sandwich
brew up some tango music

the bandoneón and heart
umpteenth sunrise and coffee
takes away the bitterness

I sleep till noon

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