Parading

That time falls fast across the fading light like snow,

That man is an anxious motion
That man is an anxious motion
Of matter upon matter, liquor upon tongue,
Of matter upon matter, liquor upon tongue,
The neurotransmitter's flame —Matthew Buckley Smith
The neurotransmitter’s flame
—Matthew Buckley Smith

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