At the edge of the abyss
I sit
nursing a cup
of coffee
when I want
a cigarette and
another shot
of Bourbon.
(It's capitalized.)
And then,
I barely drink
it simply inhibits
the way I think.
And of course,
I NEVER smoke,
I'd choke
from the fumes
the clog the rooms
of my mind.
Guess I should just forget
but then I'd fret
as my mind sits
at the edge
of my self-imposed
abyss.
All this
for your kiss.

05/09/2010

Author's Note: ... mental ramblings.....

Posted on 05/09/2010
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