There’s rarely any medicine for this
last night as we were smooching you reached down
into my guts and wrenched them with a kiss
of hope and hate and you and me this town
is full of you and me I’m only one
who willingly surrendered to your arms
that carried water and embraced the sun
of man with hoops of steel and false alarms
are ringing now and deep inside my eyes
for you alone you are the everything
is beautiful despite this last surprise
it’s me and would you kindly help me sing
this sonnet here is drinking love elation
a hangover and lack of punctuation
AB
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