Friday, 22 January 2010



unpleasantly moist or humid; damp and, often, chilly

One dank evening,
Driven by despair
Or just temptation,
I took to drinking
Thinking perhaps,
Alike might chase alike
Liquids droughts
Doing away with dampness.
Now I am soaked
Inside out:
My toes and liver
Both wrinkled.

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