I need a cigarette
or three
I need a bottle of wine
you’ll see
Give me that and I’ll be fine
not just for the moment
but for all the moments to come
and not only that but even more
Give me music videos and wine
And I promise I will slip to the sublime
I’ll stay there I’ll pray there
I’ll be a saint today and later
an angel in heaven’s host
I just need another toast
with cheese and an eighty’s hit
yes please I’m sure that’s exactly it
the piece I’ve been missing
The nails are bent in, too garbled for kissing
but if I could just drink past my gut
why then I should slink into what
is love and Love is God and wife
is everything whole, sweet and nice
oh yes I’m sure
Just a little something
all answers to learn
and the bells of heaven to ring
that’s why I so much yearn
for a drink
not for my own sake
but just to think
past my own model and make
beyond myself
this time it’s bound to work!
if not, then, well
I’ll lower the glass, stand with a jerk
and march right out that door
into the open air the sprawling moor
into freedom
yes I swear
even if I here falter
I will surely tear
myself from the alter
of creature comfort
and ego tripping
I’ll move past dumb hurt
And prides-on-shames slippings
you’ll see

Author: Glug Glug
Editor: What Tut
Production staff: Bartleby “the pouting whale” Willard & Amble “drunk on tainted loves” Whistletown
Copryight: Andy “I haven’t existed in years and years!” Watson