Ball Jar

Ball jar - poetry - elsieisy blog

I am the cut-off ends of yellow lemon,end cuts off green lime skin and juicesqueezed, mixed with Pure Vitamin crystalsheavy-duty vitamin C, leads me to Christ.I hang my survival on orange and lime trees.I cut you with Chicago cutlery knives.6 ounces of Barton vodka brand a twist of above,between this night, my thighs, my thoughtsmorning is the master of exchanges of fluids myself or others.Life is a single squeeze both ends of both fruits.Jerk me hands free top end of a Ball Jar a hinge of plastic.Bring me to the end of the straw, up/down over againmix it/mix me to the end of hell.

by Michael Lee Johnson

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