Hemingway’s Poison

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Glass sits atop my desk
The cool and dry calling me
Juniper and Vermouth wafts
filling nostrils
With every sip I appear
Like Santiago I struggle, and
A battle ends with nothing to show
But I return day after day
Placing myself among these pages
And sipping Hemingway’s poison

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