sometimes i'll feel very good
like a hindu god reincarnated
i can taste the feelings in the back of my brain
my swagger becomes autistic and
i have no secrets.
sometimes i'll feel this way
and i call on a friend, but
i have forgotten
that alcohol can be your worst enemy
and the definition of this type of friend
is one that brings you down,
a dolly dagger wielding fiend
more ready to feed you and piss in your face
then forgive your prowess.
this friend is the only one;
this type can stand.
these friends are R's away
fiends capable.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
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