whose hands tremble a little
as we unbutton the shirt…
whose eyes dim still see.
whose bodies smell like bodies,
whose feet need to be washed.
whose hearts whisper in the empty night,
whose souls restless roam the earth.
whose dreams have become the small things,
whose breath smells of brandy and smoke.
whose doors are unlocked,
whose beds are offered…
we, who are drunk with living!
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walking the path…
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on the first step towards freedom
and looking closely, found they wereall of my making… they carriedmy name… they even smelledlike me…on the second step towards freedomi took ownership of the prisonthat i’d created for myself….on the third step, i took out my knife,and killed the man in the mirror.on the fourth step i let goof everything i thought i had…