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THE MAGICK HOUR

THE MAGICK HOUR

I want the sun to settle
behind the building
but it won't, until later on
after my mind is gone.
I will be sleeping with the bedbugs then
The time to drink today is now.
A quick trip to the liquor store
Cash in a scratch-off for a bottle of  V,
a beer, a pack of smokes and
a few more tickets with a few bucks to spare
for times of despair
You know we're there
Vacation weak.  Screaming voices
echoing for you to accomplish
tasks which everyone asks
for you to do except everyone but you.
HAVE A DRINK
THINK
TELL THE WORLD TO GO FUCK ITSELF
The world eventually will
sit down upon my middle finger
as you prop it up
Oh so mighty
Sit down sipping
your pleasurable poison of choice.
Feed Chippette and  the sparrows
as the hummingbird hovers by
once again to drink the nectar from
the lavender flower''''''
I am awake once again.....
at the magickal hour...........
Written by archie23
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Author's Note
The humming bird returned to suck nectar from the lavender flowers
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