is
the only thing
to touch
my lips
tonight--
the only thing
to extol my body,
to embalm the
inertia of my mind,
to raze the abscess
of my heart--
a revival of velleity--
this bottle of beer
in my fingertips
is
the last thing
to touch
my lips.
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