"all the time" - new writing from early this morning - another product of waffle house


all the time 
in the corner 
in this place 

where they pull the beer tap
or the cork
or pour from their spouts

liquors of gold and clear
or multicolored 
with the sweetness of fruit 

or melon or some 
exotic herb like maybe 
wormwood or laudanum 

or the pureness of 
the product of bees 
and consciousnesses 

are either salved 
or pickled 
or raised 

and conversation ensues 
and is directed towards 
or away from 

mutual understandings 
sometimes towards 
a violent resolution 

or in the way 
of total passivity
or on the road

with desolate angels 
or neither or none
of these deviations

or distractions from just 
sitting at this bar creating 
the world with words

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