It all begins
a harmless perusal
Heart rhythm jazzes down
What? Where? When? (Now!!)
I sense the sation
feel the pride, hubris of indulgence
Anticipation of the crack
- of a seal
- of an ice upon immersion
A wavy scent of heat on a highway
assault the sense of taste, smell, thought
whee-la!! we’re drinking……..
A tiny sip
roll it around
taste buds dance, eyes roll back
A swallow, gurgle, choke, swallow
find a way
-fly a way
coursing, crazing, cruising, crashing
alcohol fucks you up./
I refill my glass
but it empties again
The better I get, the less I can do
funbling, bumbling, tumbling, boom!
What is it about alcohol that pulls, pushes, drives me?
- I like to smoke pot -- more in control
- I like to trip, LSD, shrooms -- learn much more
An alcoholic high is pure indulgence
--There is nothing to be gained or utilized from alcohol (escape ? (maybe!?!)!)!!!
What is it? = evil incarnate!
I’m not a god fearing man, but of what’s available in my repertoire, I’d have to say that alcohol is the devil’s sputum.
It is human foible distilled (!!!)
-How much is enough? too much?
I dunno…… I’m drunk by now!
(There is no blood but what the gutter gives)