Daydream
Particularly pleasing was the scent of new-cropped straw
I dropped my jaw
Earthwards
And when the wine first hit my tongue I clearly tasted grass
Upon my class
And gourds
Clattered loudly onto a bleak ceramic tiled floor
And hit my jaw
Like swords
Contributors: | Apsley, Beefy, fester, dkb. |
Poem finished: | 22nd September 2001. |