heavens nectar,warm cocoon
in may i was flamenco
a fiesty bride
in june i was mehico
and cold jalapeno sangrita
in july i was cock-a-doodle-do
your truly miss majestic
ugly two shoes
august was merry
mary jane
lots to pen down
i met a shamman who told me to eat liver
as i have a cancer in my stomach
it was the bile
he said
of the hands I'd held
and bitterness absorbed
Instead I let dogs smell my legs
and feasted on
honey coated chamomile and jasmine on my plate
accompanied by bloohberries
melons , kiwis , sweet limes off late
i washed my hair in egg yolk and beer
and my kidney stones melted
I added to my scalp
cider vinegar and hot whiskey
and trotted into my doctors
and gave him a heart attack
I painted his walls
and told him to smell the rain
and now it is almost september
and of songs
that tell me to awake
heh, heh
what is hibernation?
in november it was cuba
mystic and simply yahooza
in december i have to end my song
and so to the end i lost its throng
goodbye my lover
to this dance
I shall not chance
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