Evening
in Love
after Still Life, E. Manet
leave
your boots by
the
door and dust off
the
snow from the cuffs of
your
trousers. She has a
bottle
of that good whiskey you
like
to drink on tough days,
or
good ones, depending
if
there are such a thing
as
winter flowers
be
sure to pick some up
on
your way back to the
statuesque
four pillar
brownstone
you’ve
worked
to acquire and
she’s
worked to keep
top
your hat next
to
her latest version of
truths
written and
type-set
for the world to see
you
prosecute and she
articulates.
Together,
the
world is yours.
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