Tequila, scorpion honey,

harsh dew of the doglands,
essence of Aztec,
crema di cacti;
tequila, oily and thermal like the sun in solution;
tequila, liquid geometry of passion;
Tequila, the buzzard god who copulates in midair
with the ascending souls of dying virgins;
tequila, firebug in the house of good taste;
O tequila, savage water of sourcery,
what confusion and mischief your sly, rebellios drops
do generate!

Tom Robbins
from
"Still Life with Woodpecker"
1980