Liquor
to demonstrate
a demon state
i'll have to drink
until prostrate
and rise again
to find a drink
a drink i need
i swear, i think
and when it seams
i cannot find
a hem to mend
my addled mind
i'll tantrum rave
and rant and spit
in total black
i will forget
the things i've said
the things i've done
the bed i've made
and then undone
and find myself splayed
laid down in it
drowned awash
and in
spirits.....
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