A Poet's Dying Breath
Thursday, August 16, 2012
A Drink Unwanted
It is strange,
Feeling simultaneously
Selfish and selfless.
Strange and difficult.
Because one knows
Which side will win,
Must win,
And yet choice burns
Like the first sip
Of alcohol down the throat.
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