St. Nicholas of Bari (patron of children, sailors, pawnbrokers, and the falsely accused)

I left my wet shoes

outside on the porch.

when I woke up,

they were stuffed

with two tiny bottles

of gin.

they went down

like sugar.

the roof of my mouth

turned into a thistle.

I abandoned

the church, left

all my lacy slips

out on the line.

they will freeze.