Hail Mary’s Ale

Hail Mary…sure.

Hail Mary’s in Hell.

Hail Mary and ale.

 

Don’t get your tails tangled;

You’ll eventually need to make it home,

Break a flower’s back in the room.

 

In the midst of fumes—

A notion of morning

Came begrudgingly to life.

 

The aches…the way…

She loathes the way…

Mary needs less than yesterday.

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