the Same Damn Thing I'Ve Been Saying the Whole Time
i'm starting to
wish i had
bought some cigarettes
along with the
whiskey, or
some caramel
candy to match
the alcohol.
i can still taste it
&
i can still taste you
&
there is glitter on
the goddamn page
where i'm writing
& it would piss
me off if i had
less in my glass
& i don't even drink
that much
or smoke cigarettes
but things are
getting away from
me
& that is enoughof
a reason to get
away from things
but none of anything
else seems to
help
& probably a
cigarette wouldn't either
but four people
keep looking at me
stoned & confused
& i'll take
another swig
& maybe just
one of them will
notice
it's the same
damn thing i've
been saying the
whole time.
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