Before you, I was nothing but a sinner
who wanted to be a bird’s feather
to rest my journey by the gate of heaven
With you, I am a different man who
will be a dove to fly out of the universe
all the way inside the world of paradise
We're the Ezine dedicated to all things barroom. We are slightly off what others consider the norm and always the last to close the bar. If you prefer the local dive bar to the glitz of some overpriced club then you're our kind of people. So welcome grab a drink and enjoy.
with a line after Bukowski The swallows are rough today like ingrown toenails As I wake hung-over again, again in a room I do not recogniz...
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