Drinking Life
holding me between its knees
not willing to let me go
it tells me I have to have more
pushing the cup close
between my lips to my teeth
I cannot but swallow
sipping gulping taking it in
I hear the sound of
my teeth on the rim of the cup
the staccato of Time
percussion like in a jazz concert
arranged by my karma
the track is entitled Live Now!
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