Different versions of a day.
Outdated the while way.

4:03, slightly done, but
another sip will make it more palatable,
this shift.

Where does this go, my name
backwards with prism muddle–

Bloody label, a pour
more, for a friend from Baltimore,

he lost his black bird, while cycling
on a rue, around a body icebox,

dinner with a sea, diverting
me from normalcy, more healthy–