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~The Drink~
when underneath have we lied so long the base of the soul where there's no song but only the tapping of boots stomping drink the grumbling, the mumbling, the humidity and stink what drink what drink what drink the dirt and wine, the boards, the drink a soul is a house of perverse things enter the clowns, the magicians and kings all chug, all glug and brood and swear groping the dress of a maiden so fair what drink what drink what drink the spit and sweat spewed dusty drink affable stranger tells you a tale and about his eyes, a face so pale like underneath is a drowning child convulsing in sickness like a beast of the wild what drink what drink what drink wretched consuming, sickening drink what drink what drink what drink the rains and dew, the morning breeze with the clean smell of lonely seas and in rough cups of hardened clay the dry, putrid taste of yesterday the drink the drink the drink metal clashes with a clank and a clink and passes around that terrible drink |
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This poem was disgusting but was in my head and had to get out!
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Not disgusting,,, I have read it three times and Was trying to think of a reply to give it justice,, Yet I have pondered so,, so I shall sit and Bask in the writings of your soul,,
Hugs to you ![]() |
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Another great write! Keep in mind that there are a lot of souls like this in this world, once the facade and masks have been stripped away. This kind of reminds me of my past and sometimes still, who I am.
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That is it exactly. We've all had fairly sorted pasts. Nobody escapes that! So everyone gets a mask; at least one. Sometimes looking out at the world we can still recognize that soul sickness all around us.
I wanted to portray it as strangers in my home doing strange things (not specific). That was the observers feeling I wanted to convey at any rate. Thank you again so much for reading! I really appreciate the insight! |
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You're welcome ronin. I felt that you have conveyed the feeling very well. I enjoy reading writes such as this.
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