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Vodka
Vodka is squeezed and fermented from potatoes. Can my love be drunk like vodka?
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Vodka


To be my lover:

Embrace me in the dark.
Ferment the sugars of my soul.
Distill me with your touch.

Pour out the vodka pure and clear.

Drink me down.
Take your pleasure.
Piss me out!

To know your love,
I'd eat potatoes every day.

© Kåre Enga 2004

Catalogue number: [161.135b]
30 april 2004


This is part of a pair of odd "love" poems. "Vodka" is for all my wonderful Polish friends, near and far *Bigsmile*. "Turbinado"  was written after going to a presentation of Black Diamonds at the Gypsy Cafe in Tulsa. For those of you who don't do coffee: tubinado sugar is course, brown and unrefined.
© Copyright 2005 Kåre Enga en Costa Rica (UN: enga at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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