Out of Order

Dave BontaContemplative

In a painted sea, what to write? A letter taking tomorrow back? But we sat and drank till drunk and began to talk foolishly. How to change? I drink drink drink, for I find it puts me out of order in the name of liberty, king for a day.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 9 March 1659/60.

Dave Bonta
SourceLicence:CC BY-SA 4.0
Mood:
Contemplative
Topics:
liberty, sea, letter, drink

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