the drinker’s poem

the drinker’s poem

I drink vermouth
in search of truth
and with whiskey,
philosophy
for thoughts divine
I consume wine
it lets my mind
roam free

I count it sin
to guzzle gin
and much quicker
shun cheap liquor
and as for beer
I’ll just steer clear
too much makes me
sicker

I deeply drink
to help me think
by dulling pain
inside my brain
my final goal
is for my soul
to find wings once
again

 

© Buzz Dixon

(happy birthday, Hank!)

multi-tasking [poem]

multi-tasking [poem]

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