Bruce Ruston

A Corkscrew Intention - Poem by Bruce Ruston

You are a corkscrew


To my body stop.
I am no wine glass
of crystal
But my liquor talks
and shot glass spirit
would have you

So pour yourself into
My measure.
Mix with me and let
Our recipe ferment
With toffee
and vanilla

My proof would
have your
Room moving
But fall into my arms
and be stilled.
Away from
bitter Lemon

Rest in my keg and let me
Consume of you daily
Be my ration
of a taste
and favor.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2012

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