some have based entire criminal careers
on the principle that one must leave the
hive after a few too many uninspired
meals and wend through the retail desert to
a favorite vending machine hoping
for once it will be well-stocked and that the
still-glowing seeds we gathered under a
not-too-full moon remain legal tender
though I admit it was better in that
future we tried to retouch as the meds
started to work and why not after all
our contracts are clear on this point so we
hardly need to reheat all those old gripes
for a light whose warmth we so seldom feel