Another Drink

Sip. Sip. Sip.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The facade melts

like cheap lipstick.

Cracked eyelids

disguise regrets,

on this not-so-candid

night of upsets.

Sip.

Dip.

Trip.

Drip.

These festering icicles

will come full circle.

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