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Real Rock Bottom | A Poem by JD DeHart

With his brown
bottle blues and endless
Trekkie VCR tapes,
the cling of smoke
and bad memories, you
would think it would have
gotten him up,
but his legs were still
sore and his paintbrush
still dry and docile.

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