And at the bottom of every drink, another memory fades.
But only for a moment.
A temporary solution for a permanent situation.
I’m slipping.
Back again.
Here again.
Fuck.
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Not to encourage self-destructive behavior but… I’ve always thought bourbon was a classy way to melt your brain cells. Damn that Humphrey Bogart. Have a drink on me, odd. Just one.
Really good poem!
I have a thing for classy liquor.
@cyanide- I may have interpreted your one for a seven (;