I’m drinking a few hundred dollars bottle of wine
so my wife tells me.
I didn’t buy it.
I’m fine with the usual $3 stuff from Spain.
I’m drinking this wine and still not really feeling
too much better or more fulfilled.
Maybe I got it wrong.
The placebo wine effect, that is.
It really doesn’t matter.
It will all come out in the wash and flush
tomorrow
and then I’ll have
a little more information to add
to this review.
I’ll take whatever sends me
for a few moments
onto Li Po’s boat
on the Yangtze
gently rocking without time.
I’m finding truth
and that’s quite an accomplishment
en vino veritas …
in this day and age of
piss and vinegar.
Piss And Vinegar