Vitamin utensils


I live in the minutes between minutes
Speak in the words between words


Maybe because Iā€™m drunk
Maybe because I grew a beard


Because no good philosopher abstained from this
Because they were drunk too


Toilet water after a night of insight
Reads like reiki


Nostradamus reads like this
And knew all of his thoughts
Were getting in the way of his thinking


 Published at Modern Literature and Danse Macabre