Drink o'Gods

"Let us eat and drink; for tomorrow we shall die." — Isaiah 22:13

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Engines, are we(,) in homeostasis(?)

Eating, drinking, and making our merry

Wine, women, and song, our paraphrases

Booze, belles, and ballads sing as we're buried

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Innuendos live in parentheses

Make waste, guiltless and epicurean

Tasting ambrosia, and hiding disease

Consumption portends Pythagorean

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Reaching for the cups that stand out of bounds

Leaving a wake's waste in pathway of yours

Golden chalices that swallow the sounds

Of causes that disembowel our cores

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Connected by desire and resumption

(In)considerate(,) spoils never grieve

Myopic'ly challenged in assumption

Of stacking the deck with cards up our sleeves

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How much will we eat, how much shall we drink

How much waste will we produce in arrears

Is guided by the wayward way we think

And washed away by our hist'ry in tears

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Submission (POETRY) for the ekphrastic challenge, courtesy of Mackenzie Davis (https://vocal.media/writers/send-me-another-photo)