We walked into washed up spiked
seltzer and tip toes over tables to see
the floor. A cut square restored wood,
enamel, and took shots to it. Pressed
palm into nail and peeled finger
nail for luck. Scattered spit
holy water bath and smeared
cranberry mead on both my arms.
Wrapped them tight
around my waist and sang,
just like parable and psalm,
the floorboard to bed.
