Drunk (poem)

Screwed To The Floor
People Around An Ocean Of Sound
Pounds On My Ear Drinking My Beer
Drink – Smoke I’m Nearly Broke
Going To Spew! What If I Do?

Sit Stand Look At My Hand
Covered In Sweat, Clammy And Wet
Light A New Fag Cough And A Drag
Watch The Smoke Rise Smoke In My Eyes.
Gorge Starts To Rise
Watery Eyes Fighting My Bile
Idiot Smile.

Give A Wet Sigh Started To Cry
Drink It Away
She Left Me Today.

Author: Bruce Grameme McBeth

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