The wine label as poetry, 3

Ingredients for fermentation:

• Too Faced Better Than Sex Mascara
• Smashbox Halo Perfecting Powder
• Urban Decay Vice Lipstick – Backseat
• That black, slinky, short, shimmery
  ensemble. Yes, that one.
• Gold stilettos
• One bottle of Juan Carlos Cuchillo’s Merlot Reserve, 2 glasses
• Unlimited kalamata olives
• 12 cocktail napkins &
• One complimentary pen

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rough drunk poetry

cray cray ’boutchŭ
in a completely normal way.   you’re look-

ing through crystal ships
that drank my poetry
hush drunk naked. i unravel, molecule

by molecule & you love it. every
time : i just wanted someone who’ll never pretend

i didn’t tear down their contingency plan with my
dirty dishes in the hallway
with my
lipstick stained porcelain
with my
regrets torn at the bedside
with my
sass,
with my
smile.

when i’m almost empty, i find you
at my gooey     ooy center
braiding
patching
tucking together
my jagged bits
with jelly on your teeth. you could

make another hundred thousand galaxies
with your hips & i could spend an eternity
with you & still not know who you are.