thoughts are
only rarely
allowed to foster
ready ideas
Li Po
must be lurking
in the shadows
taunting me
as I slowly sip
the splendid fluid
Do you reckon
he’s a bit jealous
as I take
another sip
a sip of beer
at 9:55 PM
on a Saturday night
9:59 PM
and a mantra
begins to emerge
but my raison d’etre
remains beyond arm’s reach
Li Po points out
it’s now 10:07pm
slowly time slips away
the apple cinnamon candle
provides a glow
and a soothing warmth
not to mention
psychedelic flickers
10:20pm, a beer is finished
so 10:21 pm another beer
has made itself available
luscious IPA
backed by Hallucination Engine
and still believing
in all the old clichés
approaching eleven
10:54pm
Jazz guitar
is the code for today
11:03pm
trucking toward midnight
the bewitching hour
time passes softly
I can feel the fleeting
grasp of winter
as we approach
the Spring Equinox
on the cusp
and I’m ready
to move along to new goals
midnight still approaching
11:25pm on a Saturday night
the beer is pretty good
and the music is still playing
things are never
as bad
as some people say