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DESTINY
Upon his arrival
in the midwife’s hand
the journey began
down back alleyways
to his ultimate end
death’s broker obscure
lurched in the shadows
(no deal to be had
in avoidance of destiny)
meanwhile he sits quietly
on an antique settee
awaits idly death’s hand
a cold longneck
the only reprieve
lingering frost
upon bent fingers.
