Languorous grasping legs,
Long
Lupine
Legs
draw you deep
with false longing,
and you stay.
Soothing
Smokey
Seductive spirits
pull you into the nether-ether,
and you stay.
We dream
We fuck
We imbibe
We ingest
We dream
But when
do we work?
When do we ply craft
to passion?
When do we,
Live?
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