Scotch Off Guard
empty stomach
eyes bagged from lunch
lingering taste
of the hangover hunch
cotton chew
of minced inner cheek
dead cigarette cloak
stains of the meek
dreams of a bedside fountain
flow through
the dry mouth dream
hopes for buildup to swallow
to flush the liquid unclean
ache of head
drool glued to the bed
a familiar vortex
spins out of control
sudden slip
of equilibrium
force dishonest tears to roll
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