Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Malzbier by Jakob Chapman

crisp cold pop
of the bottle cap
rolls across the floor

Monday evening
tie undone
hole in sock
toe hanging out
dew forming
between fingers

liquid bread
coldly warming
my insides
big bang
in my head
the universe
proclaiming truth
in these words:

"and barley
for all
useful animals
and for mild drinks"

peaceful risk
foamy head
eve of freedom
have another
then off
to bed

This poem is currently under contest consideration.

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