Segue to Alone This Friday

28 Nov

i feel a drop of rain let spill, oh god, my prayers had quite a will,
for that’s no rain, that’s alcohol; beer wine every one, and all.
i see a puddle, steps ahead and dive into this drunken bed
and swim with such a great delight, as only thought i ever might…

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