Ode to the Repulsive Honey Goddess (elmo)

There was this winter safe haven

In group confinement tactics caught

Soup was served and wine spiced hot

The rooftop nights were full of stars blazing

Were full of jazz from the down streets mazing

Full of car horns and immigrant cries

And days - oh these divine days

When we rested under sun rays

From beer and laughs

With beer and laughs

And hundred people left and so I may

The “repulsive” stolen or washed away

The Goddess remains on the God touched land

And we experienced something grand

2.1.14