so i cleanse myself
in more booze.
call me a lush
but it’s more a penchant
to wash away the truth.
you don’t understand;
i don’t expect you to.
my altered state is preferable
than being drunk on what’s assumed to be.
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…poetry handcrafted from the inside of bars …
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