(a casually buzzed lament)
So it takes
a rainy Christmas Eve
to rediscovedr Li Po;
to throw one back
with the great;
raise a drink
to a new drinking partner.
And it seemed likely
to garner a slight buzz
and a late night rush
as I step outside
still barefoot;
toes sinking into cool mud
and the ground remains
unwilling to freeze.
A possum is on the lam
as I cautiously step along
and press flesh onto wet grass.
I toss a Kaiser roll
after the scurrying possum
and laugh at December
and the early days of winter.
https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1060812
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