AS IT SNOWED A collaboration
AS IT SNOWED
(poem ending with the fine print in a liquor ad)
As it snowed, I heard thunder
*the gods bowling snowballs to keep themselves warm.
Then the avalanche came.
*like lovers who run both hot and cold.
The gods buried themselves until their Russian wolfhounds arrived.
*I remember feeling good that gods had wolfhounds,
Russian or otherwise.
The wolfhounds fell in love with the snow.
*it surrounded them and hounded them, coolly.
It made a wolfhound cocktail topped with a cherry,
*which Smirnoff copyrighted for the common man.
First lines by Nola Perez
Second lines by Michael Perez
Posted for the Poet Destroyer