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Pour Man

High life
fell from the sky
to broken bottle glass…
Haggard wrapped in twine
wetted the watch hands
with carelessness
and molested syllables unspoken.
Breathing in too much of your scent,
snapped with broken fingers
for attention that would never come.



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