A More Lunar Fermenter

The dark broth of the run-off can’t not
Be an acquired taste, appealing
Only to the odder connoisseur,

But it’s a potent distillation
For those ready for a weirder brew,
And meanwhile, clarified contentment

Is a joy to share with those who share
Your space to converse in the same air.
Mornings for chatter; nights for readers—

Save your happiness for companions;
Save your complaints for poems. You’ll gather
Fewer readers but improve your friends.