the cursed bar-bound

we wretched few
who crowd our over-impulsed
and under-nourished selves
into tightly compressed spaces
with little air
and small escape routes
with added little chance of survival
past age – whatever
twenty five, maybe
who cares
maybe we’ll live forever
who knows

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