INCOMPOTABLE WE Our incompotability is certainly no mystery When you consider our libational history. From our honeymoon to every New Year’s Eve, We debate drink selection til it’s time to leave. When I’m burning for a Bloody Mary, You want…
Author: Berrmot
ONE LAST LOVE SONG The white ceiling never looked so black, As I lie here still, flat on my back. A stick in my wrist and a tube in my nose, As the doctor comes in I hear the door…
I’ve been getting into the music of Townes Van Zandt for a while now. I quickly began to look at him as the Warren Zevon of country. The two had a lot in common – – Both men died in…
INTO DARKNESS At Monday morning Mass a man sits nearby, A man alone and a million miles away. Eyes vacant, head bent, forehead on his fist. He looks at his feet At the Sign of Peace. I think to ask…
THE GAME (2025) On low-lying ground, the children started a game With the vaguest of rules but a very clear aim. The object was simply to find the way home, So, with a bagful of clues, they set off to…