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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1213895

about the feelings produced when that first drink goes down. maybe more...you tell me

inside
the inviting darkness
of the bar

one drink
and the sun
comes out

everything is tight
and compressed into
a slow burn

steady
in my belly

Belly

only a word
i would use
when I’m buzzed inside
the inviting darkness
of the bar

the sun
comes out
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