Wednesday, June 9, 2010

what i can not forget, i can drown

i'd drink myself into oblivion if i could.
i'd tip a bottle back so far that i'd rip a hole in the time space continuum.
if my liver could keep up we would go on fantastic journey's through the galaxy.
fueled by moonshine and other clear liquors.
i'd slip in deep and disappear in cloudy mixed drinks.
i'd have an I.V. drip installed to keep my throat from getting sore.
if my stomach could only handle the weight and balled up feeling in the mornings.
caused by gallons of hootch, and no food to absorb it.
i'd lace my beer with liquor, and that concoction with even stronger alcohol.
i'd miss reunions, anniversaries, birthdays, weddings, and holidays.
drowning each and every moment in firewater, just to watch it burn.
gutrot would be my nickname, and i'd respond with nonsensical muttered phrases.
i'd create an ocean out of drowned memories and sorrow.
i'd do this all, with bloodshot eyes.
because when you hit rock bottom, you've got nowhere to go but up.
and i may as well know how it feels.


  1. You have such a captivating way with words.

  2. and you have a captivating way of being anonymous.