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,

when all you do
is drink
and write
(and shit
and scratch
and belch
and fart)
then
all becomes
as poignant
and irrelevant
as those
who think
it matters
enough
to note
and analyze
each
and every
grunt
and
movement
that may
or may not
have
precipitated
what
you scribbled
with a pen

for
“posterity’s
sake”

while
blithely
oblivious
to the
irony

that maybe
you were
just
shitting
your pants

and
meant
it

(originally published July 29, 2012, on allpoetry.com)

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