The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Draw me Abstract

as I analyze
the sociology of birds
in my backyard

I must be getting older
if I find this thrilling

The crows sounded
like they were on steroids
a field too close to me

My life is pixelated
in little squares of color
that look better far away

Please do not love me less
for this

I’m sliding down
chocolate waterfalls
faster than a female
cheetah in heat
hunting
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