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Skinner box III (12/20/2022)
graspin at rat pills
like cigarettes
all the while, the tide rises past my lips
and this damn lighter won't light anymore
maybe its out of fluid
right?
maybe its just out of fluid
like this stone is just out of blood .
Tuesday 20th December 2022 5:48 pm
The Bottle
The Bottle
Sometimes it's easy to take comfort from a bottle
Trying to numb or dull the anxiety
A swill of sweet oakey booze to dissolve those feelings one would rather ignore
But eventually, given enough time, and enough drink
One starts to notice that bottle isn't your friend
It doesn't work
It doesn't numb anything
In fact, most of the time, it boils and churns up and c...
Thursday 3rd November 2022 7:12 pm
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