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Jul 2016
It's black and muggy....

a little bit of black ice
to burn my tongue

A hint of lemon
for that sour, exotic flavor

I sip and swallow
cough and puke..

A glass in one hand, a box of matches in the other
a flame, a warm feeling in my throat

and an unquenchable thirst....
The Revolutionist
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The Revolutionist  Chicago, Illinois
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