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Drunken elephants are an urban myth: not barreling into bars for happy hour nor crashing joyfully into waterholes elephants are sober, not imbibing spiritus liquor, not sculling beer, not waiting for stockpiled fruit to turn under elephant skies. Drunken elephants are dangerous: weighty careening through grasses, trunks packed with wine skins trumpeting slurry, emotive & blurred. Drunken elephants bet on horses, text ex-lovers, pleading or venomous, drive cars illegally, book tickets to impossible future concerts & countries. Drunken elephants blow into the bag to get a reading. They try to accelerate sobriety with black coffee but it never works. Drunken elephants, plastered pachyderms: tired & emotional. They've had a few. Loaded, trashed & tanked up, pie-eyed. Brahms & Liszt, three sheets to the wind. People just want to believe in drunken elephants. said the scientist. The persistent myth of drunken elephants remains an open & tantalizing question, a priority for future research. Drunken elephants, coloured pink, I see you through my rose-coloured glass of gin which I raise, in a warm giddy toast to all of we mythical, drunken elephants. Quoted lines in italics from here: https://www.savetheelephants.org/news/elephants-really-can-t-hold-their-liquor/ April 6: Beverage, libation, liquid |