Jack London was drunk too !

Again,
"The Call of the Wild",
Came from within the "White Fangs".
The bar became full upon our entrance.

-Wherever you like!
            What do you like?

( For me Shiraz please!
Did Jack London ever drink Shiraz? )

Red, like ruby!
Red like my eyes after being drunk,
and fresh like your lips,
When you said: cheers,
the other night.
(Now, it is your turn to say something, Jack!)
- Cheers!

(By the way,
How was the north?
Have you ever talked to the moon, when it swims in your wine?
Look!
The moon is swimming in my Shiraz.)

Where can I lay my head?
Could you please tell the wildness to shut up?
I like to hear the stars.
-Cheers!

The street was wet,
and Jack London was drunk.

(How can this small boat carry you to the north?
You need something bigger
as big as your sleigh,
when you were running after the wild!)

it was not spring,
but the spring's   breeze was there,
and Jack London was drunk too.

December 9, 2004
In the sky between San Francisco
  & Washington D.C.