idleness to an alcoholic
is like walking the plank
over a tank of alligators
with human blood on their teeth
an alcoholic prefers company
chatter, clatter...sex
an alcoholic prefers
like a customer to a whore
to pay for company
any company
more than talking
more than listening
that body present
doing likewise
thinking likewise
paying for sympathy
an alcoholic is better off
driven off the road
six feet of dirt as a blanket
a tombstone for a pillow
----
when i'm even half alive
and i feel nothing
i will not be inconvenienced.
when i'm even half alive
and i feel something
i would give the rest of my life
to it
because it will be the most i've ever felt
in so long
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