Gin & Tonic

Chief stew to bed

I find myself pouring another drink

One is too many

1000 ain’t enough

But each night as the evening closes

I am all alone

Unsupervised

Un aware

That as that first drink hits my lips

Warms the belly,

Cheers me up.

I know I will not be here to see the evening close down

Ive grown accustomed to this hangover

Palming off sobriety from each day to the next

Perhaps I would be happier

Perhaps I would be stronger

Perhaps I would be better

But I will never know

As I will never see the end of a close down.

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