Feb 14, 2006 12:06
i sat there wondering
in that dirty little dive
why the burning sensation
of a HARD DRINK
always makes my day seem less invasive.
i sat there wondering
in my dirty little car
why the dizzy-ing sensation
of a HARD DRINK
always persuades me into driving somewhere.
i sat there wondering
in his dirty little sheets
why the empty sensation
of a HARD DRINK
always justifies the love i'm not making.
and
i
blame
my
life
on
the
HARDNESS
of
the
DRINK
and
chalk
it
up
to
heart-break.