i drank at every vine
the last was like the first.
i came upon no wine
so wonderful as thirst.
i gnawed at every root
i ate of every plant.
i came upon no fruit
so wonderful as want.
feed the grape and bean
to the vintner and the monger;
i will lie down lean
with my thirst and my hunger.
-millay
Indeed. : )
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