You drink the world
Like old men sip their
beers,
Heads bowed in
Surreptitious swigs.
Those deep-set eyes
That widen through the
years
Sit proud in
Caves of vigilance,
Shadowed with purpled
Folds of sallow skin;
Bags for life
Filled to the brim.
So did your cool,
unsparing glance
See callousness and
arrogance?
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