mornin'shower

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hangin'in the morning booze

washed over by glancing
clouds destroying
themselves

a slow tipping of one
place into another 

me. a stop in the way.

within lost temperance 
gloated at the soak being
soaked 

joyless fuck but sure captain 
took to the bilge pumps 
and purged.

water splashing off clammy
surface layered stale from
leaked toxins shut tight
under the run from
sky
to sea.

what did not stick, or
was imbibed 
pooled around lifting 
an oily sheen from the
ground.

imagining the dirt as blame
the breadth of broken
sky spoke 
boozed baptism 

wretch

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