Apr 01, 2003 23:51
my hand went blind, everclear, pure in the veins
i make love to my stout porter went on
and my porter/lager see from the chair i looked out on the big bar it opens like the cover of an old bible
and out come the kegs! out come the kegs!
their spouts spewing in the ice the alphabet
i stand on my head, chugging watching it all fade away