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I write because I must  
or the words will burn my lips  
as I choke on them  
to keep from spilling my seed  
into the world  
I drink to silence the thoughts  
that bubble to the surface  
& when I'm in that nether place  
they find their way out  
with vodka stained breaths  
I give them life  
they intoxicate the sober mind  
 
 
 
 
 
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