arrrr black az pitch
.
'tiz
not mine dialect
'tiz the thick this
coffee
past mine lips
it slid
thick
slowly
unto the back uv
that thar
dangly thing
in my throat
too thick to
spit
i choked
yarrrr
at three bucks
the cup
no room for
cheeze cake
mine gullet
stuffed to mine teeth
the coffee
the waitress
the pitch
gulp
bitumen
greasy grog
spoon
yuck
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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