when young,
was there anything
more cold
and refreshing,
than a long glass bottle
of nehi
orange drink from the cooler
at the corner store,
bathed in ice
for days, or weeks.
a summers day
with it turned up right
in the sun,
to the mouth,
with lips
gone to color,
your belly filled with
the pleasure of
cold and sugar.
not a single drop good for
you,
which led you a similar
thought, when at a certain
uncertain age
you turned to a different
drink, a miller
high life..
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