love gets hungover
love gets hungover
sometimes, from too much loving
after a long night of about you thinking
wakes up the next morning
with its still loving head throbbing
like a sensitive truck built for delivering flowers
caught inside the middle of a demolition without you derby
stumbles over to the window and drinks a lake full of water
carefully spits all of the fish out: another work day begins
(from my book Love Does Stuff, Amber Lodge Press)