The paradise of despair
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2 min readJul 18, 2022
“How, unless you drink as I do, could you hope to understand the beauty of an old Indian woman playing dominoes with a chicken?”
― Malcolm Lowry, Under the Volcano
On a road out of San Luis I pulled up at a bar
How far? How far?
The drinking man suffers: glug, glug, glug
The drinking man loves: glug, glug, glug
The taste of d’wish-key, the craic,
All that convivial gob-shitery quack, quack, quack.
