Praying with Fringes 1/24/2014 – the jug of our drunken joy

Six Billion People
Tom Chandler

And all of you so beautiful
I want to bring you home with me
to sit close on the couch.

My invitation inserted in six billion bottles,
corked with bark from the final forest
and dropped in the ocean of my longing.

We would speak the language of no words,
pass the jug of our drunken joy
at being babies growing into death.

Sometimes, I know, life is stupid, pointless,
beside the point, but here’s the point ?
maybe we would fall

in love, settle down together,
share the wine, the bills,
the last of the oxygen and the remote.

“Six Billion People” by Tom Chandler, from Toy Firing Squad. © Wind Publications, 2008.

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