The Drunk Buys a Drink

The drunk

buys us all

a drink.

 

We’re underground,

  in a new place

the terrain unfamiliar

      we want our native beds

 

that place that last was home

 

These sorts of longings,

the moments when we yield

are forgiven

automatically

 

under some perverse authority

for comprehending

the inevitability

of obscurity.

 

 

DF–(THE AOC)

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