My Shambles, My Sweet Damage

Love-handled barkeep-gal,
crooner of Patsy, juice
and joy of April, pride
of my pie-eyed Mondays,
jewel of the Old Stopped Clock,
round shilling, streetwise sage,
give me shelter, give me Stella,
give me satisfaction.


Your life-bright voice,
your work-weary face
mellow me, make me spirited
as the third martini.

Fish-Eye-swilling calamity,
voluptuous train-crash,
my shambles, my sweet damage,
take me to church,
roll me in the deep,
hit me with your best shot.

Poetry by Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-03-19 at 01:20

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