He stumbled up
booze breath arriving first
mixed with the stale piss and
god-knows-what garbage
of the broken street
His weaving walk familiar
like a punchy old boxer
just barely remembering
booze breath arriving first
mixed with the stale piss and
god-knows-what garbage
of the broken street
His weaving walk familiar
like a punchy old boxer
just barely remembering
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