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Shot Glass, 11

I will embrace

the bad in life

With open arms

and a stiff neck

I will soak it in

feel every inch

but look ahead

All things pass


Shot Glass, 10

When I sit down

the day will snag

on my chair and

clock sticks will

tick and tick as I

feel it disintegrate

Until I’ve killed it


Shot Glass, 9

The speed hit me
like a brick wall
Or was I moving
too fast, so fast
I could not notice
like a man with
hypothermia… 17 more words