Charles Bernstein


You Say Insipid, I say Inscripsit

Oh, bring me some mentastrum
Mentastrum for my cold
A long cool draft in the morning
By night the goose is gold
Caipirinha, caipirinha all the day long
Till shadow ensnares the turtledove
& all the children bend their way alone

                                     for Peter Quartermain


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