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Drinking Song

She and her hat came over

She crossed her legs in the sun

her sheer hands

in the gloves they love they wear

She came over, smelling of wine

nothing of hers

being yours to accept or decline

————————, she said

and a ship groaned in the boatyards

to the west, heard by a backhoe

its jaw to the ground

and it couldn’t dig its own grave

She was all switchgrass

and began to sway, and

————————, she said

and on came the pollen engine,

the injury machine, tocking

double-time between every tick

Nothing of hers

being yours to accept or decline

she came over

her purse full of codeine,

and cigarettes, and twine

from Charms Against LightningFind it in the library

Copyright © 2012 James Arthur
Used with the permission of The Permissions Company, Inc.
on behalf of Copper Canyon Press.

Published in James Arthur Poems

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