mucocutaneous
drink more and then begin knowing how much
we need from conversation
mulch of the loud bar scene
forces us closer together because we can¹t
make-out what we're saying
in the dirty back part
of the lounge
let's go somewhere else
Bob Marcacci
screwed in sockets angel the charge of electricity and me
i plummet
jazzed in the bedroom rock
under dim blue party-bulb haze
nose quite a bit bigger than the rest
of the features forgetting
a mouth of limes and fingers of tequila
to lemon in the green years
red eyes set to peel
haloes of gabriel garcia marquez
Bob Marcacci