Remy Ginger “Poem”

A bottle of Remy Martin and some ginger ale

That’s what I call a sophisticated night with style

Having some blunts to smoke and intelligence overflowed in conversations

Some dim music with some nostalgia and her lips

A decent mourning and claps of despair

Volume of Montesquieu on spirituality of laws on table lying open for me to take a dive

That is what I call intellectual exertion

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