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Alcohollowism

 
Heaven lies a mile away at the supermarket
Aisle 14
I'll take the whiskey please
Another mile and I'll be resuscitated.
Trying to salvage smiles from a broken jaw
My guttural alleyway sings from my heart,
Spine snapping back like flat pack floor boarding.
Sober child I can't help but swallow the pain like a plughole,
An empty bottle burdens the greed
This monster is so hungry,
Before I eat my fingers in secret worry,
Escaping my shell in the drunkest of phases
Day by day, weak after week
How much should I feed the beast?
These alcoholic demons in me.
How else can I cleanse these dirty eyes?
Heaven lies a mile away at the supermarket
Aisle 14
I'll take the whiskey please
In front of the firing squad, one shot at a time
Ronethone
Written by Ronethone (Kieron)
Published
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