the end of the sky…

dark sky

turn to the right at the end of the sky…

and know,
no…imagine,
no, awaken that sleepless
spirit inside who grovels at chains,
who clings to money and fame,
who waits,

waits,

for the whiskey to do its fine work…

yes, awaken that guy,
that seemless victim
and know,
that
there, at the end of the sky,

is

where

I’ll

be.

{italics from poem by e.e. cummings}

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