Life becomes
more painful
with alcohol as
the poetic muse

So we drink

Loss of control
or perhaps it’s
a complete
lack of care

Yet we drink

Consuming blindly
to the point of
a derangement
of the senses

And we drink

In our youth
as mad children
we write
and are despised

So we drink

As we mature
continually writing
still looked
down upon

Yet we drink

Having grown old
we are judged as
being a waste of
a god given talent

And we drink

Apparently
quite ironically
the talent we seem
to not waste
is a gift
which keeps on giving
an ability to
heavily
imbibe alcohol

So we drink



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