And all the people say amen.

Who am I to you

And you to me

That I’m no longer

Dripped in sweet

Red wine

Or the vice that stings

Or the voice that

Cords around

My long white

Neck but drip

Dry of everything

I’ve ever loved

To only fill that void





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