Minotaur Ichor

While we observed
Curfew roll by
Hours ago we knew

That Bigfoot Java
Was open
Twenty-four seven

And they sold
Coffee and energy
At three a.m.

So we made a stop
When we were sleepy
Back to your place again

Familiar creaking floors
Only been here once

Drinking blood of the
This raspberry ichor

How the hell
Did I get here
Lost in the labyrinth

Tacoma night
Slipping away with
Morning birds

Now the tides have
Turned, no longer
Surviving, but thriving

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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