Oh Man!

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Smell of beer in my mug,

Mug is empty and none around,

The beats are but echoes in my wires,

Dark in the fore,

Legs astride and my hands akimbo,

Aware of the hours and the mist of Gold,

Matter of time before shadows become life.

Breathe,…breathe,…

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2 Responses

  1. u might miss the shadows later… 🙂

  2. you are bordering on ashokness now.. take care :-)))
    now :-)))

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