Paul realigns his molecules
so his tongue is imperceptibly sharper
more ready for a cutting retort.
A drunken boat floats
his party of six upon a recitation
of some titanic Shakespearean verse.
Paul realigns his molecules
so his eyes form clearer windows to peer
both outward and inward.
Misreading his face
an inebriated girl wings into his left eye
shattering herself on the sky’s reflected blue.
copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney
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