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disappointment.
i hold in
my clenching fists
like it would mean
something.

i don't have
whiskey
to pass the time;
nor do i
care.
about you.
or anything else,
for that matter.

it's a funny game
i can play.
i never could master
the art of
imagination
as a child.

but as an adult?
i couldn't have
succeeded in anything
better.