jamaican ginger cake
jake leg
paralyzed by addiction
now paralyzed by paralytic
moonshine gone terribly wrong
fates sloshed and swashed against
the claw foots
and tin tubs of
shacks
and shambles in the
brambles and thickett
of the backwood….

redlighted for being drunk
cap’n had the jake leg

old and wrinkled and smelling of his last four
mishapped years
grime from every meal spilt
smudges from every raw deal dealt

hardpressed
tired and gone

done
extracted
but still carrying on

capn’ drank
jamaican ginger

capn’ drank jake
to numb
and now
he’s numb

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