Self-exiled...
For The Week At Least
But There Will Always Be
A Trace Of It In My Blood
Tracing Out Bottle Red Noses
Tracing Out Banal Beer Bellies
No Lineage Like Kavanagh Or Behan,
Less Hunter And Even Less Bar-fly Laureate
Something Felt During That Dawnburst
An Urge I Can Only Feel Echoed In Blood
Such A Small Spent Empire
I Try To Leave Behind
CK
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