my sword and shield
not a lover, but my first love
for the acute condition, love
and chronic instigator
we clash, birthing
NaPoWriMo Day 7: love poem to an inanimate object. OK, so I took a wee bit of artistic license and made “a poem” the subject of my love poem. Yeah, it’s meta, so what’s your point?
I mean, Whatdoyawantfromme? I felt slightly silly writing a love poem to beer or bourbon. Just because Ice Cube makes money pretending to argue with beer doesn’t mean that I can swoop in and try getting to second-base with beer.
Plus I didn’t want to choose between beer and bourbon (don’t you DARE make me choose!)