Sunday, 2 July 2017

bad days

I will take
another drink
before I let go
of the day

leaving it
to straighten
its shirt collar
as it slinks off

to join
its brothers
some fat-lipped
some black-eyed

some with heads
held high in sight
of one another's
bloodied knuckles

while I wait
for a day
that need not
end in "Why?"

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