To K And Family. Poem by niall gormley

To K And Family.



1,000 angels dribbling
whiskey
From their tired mouths
Like a thousand hallucinations
Of a dreamlit cloud.
One thousand devils talking
loudly on their knees
And drinking cheap, cheap Whiskey
from drunken angels' mouths.

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