Pinot coma.

Ribbons of spicy pinot
roll round and
round my mouth.

Warm behind my eyes,
melt my dozy limbs.

As I disappear,
camouflaged
like cushions on the couch.

– jl


 

Glug glug. Guzzle guzzle. Sit back and relax like a camouflaged cushion. It’s wine time. xJ