Albatross

The head tilts and
Bleary eyes creep
In the urinal chrome
The head tilts
A willful whirl to face
Assailing, powerful thirst
But nary a drop to drink
And pine boards warp
In the body's attic
Wanting new particulate
To join
Fluttering moths and motes



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Round
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