Corn Liquor Warmth

Corn liquor warmth

pliable cotton candy…nay, no ne’er-do-well

My jade stone stops to bask in redemption and throws aside, the withered consumption

To err, I acquiesce, human nature

Thus, in the thick of morning’s ray, I am not the only one

Sunday without a shower…

Filters of orange peel for rejoice-ful hours

And, I see,

…my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released