A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Wednesday, April 21, 2021

pick a stink

I stink of gin
or aftershave, 
from gin slapped 
bold across my face
so beardless new. 
It was for you, 
this confidence. 
And either way
and ever since, 
it's not one bit 
undue.  

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