the big sober up
alas! there was none
no appetite but bigger thirsts
pace, hung over for profits
in stupor to flail by the flagon
to quench the guzzle
the insatiable dragons,
routed in trade winds,
seed deception cum confusion
fires won’t light
grass won’t burn
conversation wont strike
tinder wet as powder
as society lies binge drunk,
delirium tremors entertain dogma
!ggda
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