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