Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Thirteen o'clock again


13 o'clock again.

Damn these harsh
Nights.

I haven't seen 
the
Sun
In seven years

And 
My heart beats
in

My head like 
A
John Bonham

Drum solo on
Crack.

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My
Memories 
are 
Untrustworthy
Stalkers

That 
Can't take
No
For an answer

and
Try though I 
May

The only thing
The
Whiskey has managed
To
Drown away is sanity.

(but I keep trying
Anyway.)

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