a lazy Sunday kind of verse

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That delicious ache
of bubbled uncertainty

sometimes feeds us in bushels
of wants, bunches of mouthy needs
punch greedy throats, and taste

an awful lot like sour beer
with raspberries.

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Holes and a series of rabbits — my debut poetry collection — now available! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089RRRGXX/

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