States of ChardonnayA Poem by MelisseYes it’s true I take everything I have for granted this drink I drink this warm house within which I think saw a baby’s birth certif. today and remembered where I was born, the great U. S. of A. and how I take it, oh I take it for granted everyday “this is the best place in the world to stay” I snort and cheer myself today we are living in today the warmth of furnaces, houses, windows, clean-bowled toilets, painted cars, television, artificial lights of day, restaurant, hospital, bank, Sanitize your floors with chardonnay states of A. uprisen, downfalling a life you’re born to think you’ve made but what if a wind came whirling, to take it all away tidal wave of chardonnay wiped you and your world clean, just you, your people at your side, how much simpler did it all just seem? or how much more complex? she’s broken up"some passionate, typical romance with the opposite sex wipe that apathy up off your face, girl, clean the tears away, up, up, and away with chardonnay, the birthplace paradise comes every way but free. but isn’t it? so bittersweet, so f*****g neat" sweet beating of each human heart is the same; fragile. And you’re a beast for thinking it that way. © 2011 MelisseAuthor's Note
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