A Hump at Midnight

[Lightning Rod]

tonight the cable connection went down
so I resorted to tequila and lemon with salt
but what is poetry if not the economy of words
a fabrication of the gristle and lard of life

tequila is golden if you pay enough for it
the lemon is tart and the salt, well....salty
but the sweetness of words
the sweetness of words is pure inebreation

I smoke a camel straight in anticipation
an inkwell of electrons and impulses
the vaporous creators of vision
I would write, even if there are no readers.

When the lemon is an empty rind
and the cuervo bottle is void and yearning
the saltshaker stares at me in drunken whiteness
I light another hump at midnight.

[dadio]

Insightful poem.

[creativesoul]

i wish that all the salt, lemons and tequila bless you- sir- nice

[zero_hero]

nicotine and ethanol

that and guitars, Cadillacs and Hillbilly music the only thing that keeps me hanging on

in-knife-well poem

Thank you for writing

[creativesoul]

irie= i dont have the body for the hooch- but when i did - i had some good times- these days i am lucky if i can lift weights and walk- no dairy no cheese-wow- and accupuncture
it is all good- more layers to reveal more wrinkles
im a rocker