Scrambling the week’s affairs
Beneath quivering skies
Ablaze and frantic
Sprawled out, dumbstruck
In a haze of cheap emotions
The spawn of a torrential swig
All the moments take hold
Of the nightly currents
To meet the broad shores
Of a placid new dawn
And all the cruel moments
Are hammered away
Into the crisp ivory plains
To revisit
And revile by day

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