Cum Sine

Corpus:
Bamboo reeds, Papyrus Swamp, Sugar of the Glades–
Enamored.

Oculi:
Penetrating and unrelenting–
Soul-searing.

Lingua:
Rolling, vexing, cajoling–
Biting–
Entranced.

Pectus:
Swaddling yellow–
Anomalous paradox.

Animus:
Avarite verdure–
Listless dichotomentia.

Spiritus:
Azurite malancholia–
Silenced crescendo of defeaning defeat–
Engulfed.

Hamilton’s Burr

Return, oh great one
From your Walden paradise.

To face your demons in person,
To travail against thy vice.

Abandon your seclusion
To carry on the fight.

The bell is rung, the lot is drawn,
The duel must start tonight.

Head

Let’s not delude ourselves,
Or each other.
This is as much about
Love and respect
As this light beer is about
Taste and texture.
But wait:
I love this beer!