come , drink with me
this red wine of life
colored with tradies
taste it while you relax
and let it grow on you
but when it controls you
there will be moments of
unimagned oblivion and laughter
between these very lines
lies our own destructive self
drink this blood for life
till you control it,
till you have grown on it!
Thursday, October 4, 2007
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