Three days

As the liver dies so does it live
in muscles made tenement such
that other things path off
for ridicule makes the organ drive,
harder ’til its exhalation passes out.
Or it dies, says it thrives,
but makes a man drunker and drunker
until it makes no mention
of beauty or biscuit or dimension,
simply goes away, left three days,
have three days until a man goes away.
Until on his bed. Says a man
writhed and begged and begged and begged.

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~ by Jeremy on September 21, 2010.

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