A Referennce to a Confession that Was Vague

Written by: victor dixon

I’m starting to admit it
to the people
who will try to talk me out of it.
At least they get it.

Smokin’ and drinkin’:
the two things I do best –
persuaded my inhibitions;
had tight lips singin’.

A beautiful song;
the way it came out.
A communion of secrets,
right or wrong.