This morning was like a ten-cent cup of coffee

This morning was like a ten-cent up of coffee



not worth the wake

I stumbled through the day

Even my garden gnomes laughed at me

as I lay upon freshly manured lawn

Birds pecking at bugs crawling over me

screaming for joy

I collected some remaining dignity

from a hearing-impaired gay grey nomad gnome

Headed to the café

behind the tabernacle's ten-cent brothel

@ the governor’s chateau 

Ordered a five-euro latte (turmeric cinnamon hemp oil almond milk included)


swimming through the day’s remainder

What a difference currency can make

 18 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia

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