This morning, the Lord
sent me a bill
for the wine.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 31 March 1660.
Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave’s writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).
The perfect hangover poem, hangovers being quite certainly the same now as in 1660 – I just love this project more and more.
Thanks, Jean. I was thinking of communion wine, but I think you’re right — this works better as a hangover poem.