You Doth Just Can Never Drink Too Much Water
yards and yards
miles and miles
oceans, skies, universes of the clear stuff
-
water to slake the thirst, slake the soul, slake the day, make it a blueskied wonder
again
and
the streams and the rivers and the oceans doth flow
and a fountain of H2O waits behind the eyes of a dude in Detroit
and the days are aqua, agua, aigua, paanee,
and you the lift a glass in the sun in the courtyard and you are the final drinker at the last quench of all the troubles of the world
and in
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