filthy with pride I am standing as ever before watch
me sing through the jaw of a mouse about
the old miracles a crimson robe floating
up from the Gobi
sand into prophet then back into sand
—How often during the last year have you been unable to recall what happened the night before because you had been drinking?
even the river is tired of its slimy brown water there is no end to
wanting pensioners walk around a mall ogling
watches they’ll never buy one collapses
in front of the display case his skin
shimmers with sweat he looks
like a great carp
—Have you or somebody else been injured as a result of your drinking?
under gold
light my
hands look
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