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Happy Hour

Worries wash down one sip at a time
but it's not about time
or circumstance

it's last nights call to the wolf
unearthed in abandonment
unabridged and speaking
with the elders,
half mad
half Italian,

jars of juice spilling
with linguine
and the longing look
of yesteryear

fantasies fulfilled
if only in mind
winking women
who have yet to try
or cry
friendships, cheers, inhibition

tomorrow
oh what is tomorrow
if it comes

the moon, the sun
lost moments
killing in the best
and worst of times
it will all be dealt with then
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