Non-Norse Poetry by me ~
Vermouth is what soaks my brain
Trying to forget again;
To wash the bitter tang away,
The taste of of yester- and today.
This liquor is a substitute,
Replacement for cerebral fluid,
Till, merged, the causer of my sorrow
Feels fit to face another morrow.
© 2005 Michaela
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