Hard case

I was a real hard case, but you
Had me undone. No disarmament treaty.
No lure, no complex advocacy.
Only an innate bending towards you—
A lenient fold, a tug magnetic, and

Pop—there I was, uncorked
And gravid with a red nose. Stunned
At first, then a sniff, then another,
And sure enough: I was ready to pour
For an hour's bout of bread and wine.

Dale Chou
2012-09-06