Poem: When You Drink The World's Still Out There But For That Moment It Hasn't Got You By The Throat
sun saps
my strength, as I
lay out back in the
yard, a bottle
in hand, while the
world hides around
the corner
ready to pounce
tomorrow. When I
put the bottle
back down
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