Fountain Forgetful

We pay for, with experience and whiskey,
the values of the stories we are told.
We rehearse until our hearses makes us wise to
the lies, but by then we are old.
We drink up at Fountain Forgetful
till our names appear strange on the wall
that we erected with promise and vigour
as we witlessly played through the Fall.

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