I'm taking on
the stronghold
of my whiskey.
It's warmth spreading
through me, my head
mellowing out,
bye-bye, insomnia.
damn straight it's worth it.
hell yeah, it's worth it.
all that crap
pounding in my head,
keeping me from crashing,
suddenly just poofs
into some far-off spot,
a ghost dot,
way out there.
doesn't matter where I'm at,
doesn't matter who's around,
doesn't matter who I am.
doesn't matter if
I skipped the pills
doesn't matter
where I crash.
no driving.
remember,
no driving.
no driving
© Copyright: Эл Стайнберг, 2024
Свидетельство о публикации №124022400957
Свидетельство о публикации №124022400957
Рецензии
Oh, really, no driving, pls - for God's sake...:)
Кристина Гранта 24.02.2024 13:07 • Заявить о нарушении
Кристина Гранта 24.02.2024 13:07 • Заявить о нарушении
sure thing, Christine..) I'm as law-abiding as they come ;)
Эл Стайнберг 24.02.2024 13:16 Заявить о нарушении
Эл Стайнберг 24.02.2024 13:16 Заявить о нарушении