Drinking Too Late
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Vindaloo.
Days disappear in pointless thrashing
When eyes burn with fatigue
But minds refuse to quench their search
So I sleep but do not rest
Waking to dreams of disemboweling
With a cracked fingernail
Know better than to drink so late
Or to try to sleep when it is done
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