Vomit

Slick crimson sloe gin in a few red cups too many.
Potato pancakes after Halloween candy.
The bagged soup
That actually looks like it.
The oily bitter fizz salt water –
Oh sweet mother of God –
that you drink the morning of your procedure. 
That mushroom dish
from the Italian restaurant I cannot ever –
No not ever – go back to.
Have you horked up mushrooms
Then don’t tell me.

Kay Winter

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