Film Noire
Drip, drip, dripping down
The moon it shimmers
In the blood that ripples
On the ground
Pink water
In the sink
A cockroach
On the wall
Sip, sip, sipping up
The whiskey from an
Old tin cup; one last
Gulp devours all
Now lay
Back and
Go to
Sleep
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