Last Call

and he’ll commemorate this mourning,
all holy spirits feared.
with the blood of all his vagrants,
in his glass revered.
a toast to all the angels
in the ink of all their prayers.
to lives we’ve left behind, three cheers.
they loved us all despite our vices.
last call, for all the blessed bare.

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