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Mar 2016
Intervention
I feel it boil in my belly
as these fingers grip the flask
it was a birthday-present
from an old, old friend…
I wonder how long it will take
before they order an intervention.
I have spent so long
honing my craft, I cannot afford
to have my choices compromised.
Go on, ****** me back into that hell
of plastic chairs and unlocked doors,
headboards bolted to the floor,
dead names carved in windows.
I will not go gentle;
allow this debauchery to go on.
I can see the canopies,
the gentle shades of foliage
disguise crumbling facades.
Leave me with my drink and willow trees,
after all, whom do I harm?
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