that it only takes one beer
for me to forget
what a terrible person I am.
By the time I've opened a third,
I've almost nearly burned a church.
I promise
I'm re-learning how to
bite my tongue,
How to be seen and not heard.
Oh, what a time that was when I could!
What a precious year
of seeming deaf and dumb
and so beautifully harmless!
...
(k)
*Taken from a church sign on Route 60.
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