The

Liquor

Stores

Bleed outbound

Wounded souls

But

Once those

Fellers

Hit

The tipsy

Point,

In the middle

Of those

Night streets,

It’s all good,

Just

Get em’

Talking about

Sports

Or

Television

Or

That last ciggy

With coffee.

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