Inebriated Thoughts

Most nights, my only friend is Whiskey

Then I think to myself,

Whiskey, that’s a weird name for a friend.

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Inebriated Thoughts

I have fingers

I have toes

I wish my toes were fingers too

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Impass

I’m smitten, but she’s taken.
There’s nothing I can say,
Nothing I can do to change that.

It’s a cliche throughout my work,
It’s a cliche throughout my (more…)

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Bad Night

Sobering and cold it falls.

Regardless of who you are

or where you’ve been.

It plays (more…)

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Lessons In Life #33

Sometimes, when I’m in need of protection,

I’m tempted to get some (more…)

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