by Gary Hardaway
It's all hunky-dory when the screw-top cracks open the first time.
Funny how that works.*
Parallel emotions accompany the popping of a cork.*
Oooo, yeah! *
If only I could keep adding stars through the fav button for the last lines. ***
Sounds right. *
A sense of plenty courses through
as you crack the bottle new
In dim morning, looming scarcities
refrigerate your arteries
Great poem Gary!
Yep, it's true. Like this a lot. *