French 75
Crush 200 million shells into a champagne flute.
Twist 200 million lemon rinds, using only French
carbon steel, rocking back & forth. Imagine
even bubbles bust a cap in the ceiling. Imagine
my brain stuck spinning like a pair of rims
at a traffic light. Effervescence mixed with cognac,
spinning serotonin. Of course you can lower me
to the floor with two hands gripping my waist. Say
Clicquot 10 times quick. Gaba receptors swinging
from the ledges of a mind, all shot down.