Zero In One

he just meant to go for a pit stop of water fell off the wagon and drowned once again on the road to futile self-imposed slaughter conflict full blown addiction and endless pain once a man of status respect and composure he puked and landed in a puddle of his spew as he swerved home after too much exposure of liquor which was the only solution he knew his place was a broken bottle of cheap booze sheltering fragile guilt fear anger and blame with not much to gain but nothing left to lose but a last dregg from illusion numbing his shame he passed cardboard shelters and toothless tramps thought them lucky in the shadow of lost time faced vomit once more and shook a few hands drew comfort from companions covered in grime they have reached Atlantis and Nirvana he grinned under wretched breath undeterred by his own smell he gave them a few coins although he was skinned may the good fortune speed up their passage to hell not long now and I will join them at my destination free of my own hypocrisy and reach final rewards of intemperate uselessness and ultimate salvation reach out to oblivion both wished for and abhorred as the cold will reach my innermost inebriated core once my soul becomes the spirit of true liberation pickled in drunken demise wasted by a last score my heart will stop beating and I’m past temptation 23rd December 2020