Wednesday, April 16, 2008

last night i met a close friend for a walk
and then we shared a meal
and with it i had a martini, a strong martini
 
 

when i came home, i wrote a poem 
and now understand the appeal that alcohol has for writers
i understand
and i'm wondering

is there any other way to loosen up?
who wants to be reliant on something that comes bottled up?

not i.


me,
i'd rather be free
always
from ties that bind
and demons that haunt

maybe one day i'll find 
drink from a waterfall
water 
fresh
and delicious
and bottle that up and take it home with me
not!

i'll enjoy it
and that'll be that.



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