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Poetry Drafts / 22 April 2018

The shit doesn’t have to

stop.

Let it go;

let it flow.

The pipe and the easterly breeze,

I carry dice

but never roll.

The shit doesn’t have to

stop.

But the Now; it has to

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.