Chillin

Chillin

Linking arms on the porch swing
sipping Bourbon in a Julep
minty frozen trickles
Spanish Mossing down the glass
Sugar Magnolia
Your bare legged Beauregard cousin
cosying up
crickets blurring minutes into heated Cypress time
her daisy shorts sweet caesura on those legs
so fine so fine
or getting louche in St Lucia
so laid back
" no good boyo"s looking busy
linen trousers wrinkling from rum punching
sprawling getting dizzy
with an endless row of hours
lined up like ten green bottles
not hungover from the booze
but hauled way back on that throttle