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Iguana Tequila

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Trading Sunday mornings
for getting stone
selling my soul to the agave.
Iguana Tequila.

With a mirage of shadows
slow-burn.
Tasting the smoke
of the reptilian’s tongue.

Bless me, Father
for I sinned
and not looking for penance.
Just a cigarette…

and no rosary
to put on my grave
as the shadow dance.
Iguana Tequila.

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