pass me anouther so i can
dull my pain
pass me another
so i don't go insane
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this poem deserves two comments. All of us think like this. That is what makes us poets, and not simple drunkards. We hurt, we love, so we drink. Hurting and loving, at least, are not necessarily bad things.Drinking, well at the very least, it provides continuity for these ideas, that people would not have if they were sober.
Its not the last time though. You dont even want it to be. You want to be wrong, for the right reasons. I think that is a priceless idea.
I like rthmic flow and I like th realness of its' content.