Alcohol (Revised)

Played with this a bit

Lost in the sea of myself

Adrift, alone

Plagued by a cruel wind-

Remembrance;

Whipping

Churning

Boiling the mental waves,

Drowning me in 90 proof-

Only leaving me to crash

Upon the rocks of an empty glass

Stranded in the wasteland

My own cries echoing back

From the empty confines of my mind

Searching for my drunken genie-

A wish, a wish!

Just one!

 

Where is my Xanadu?

My Shangri-la?

My Elysian fields?

Where might I find

Some fragrant

Forgiving

Balm of Gilead?

Or

Am I doomed

To constant memory?

 

Suddenly,

A soft tap

Upon my shoulder-

Turning,

Behold!

My djinn

My friend

My dealer

(Myself)

Stands before me

A sly

Conniving smirk

Upon his face

Mouth twisted into

A grinning sneer

As he speaks,

Takes my hand

Leading me away

 

“Back again, I see

I knew you’d come,

Running once more to me

No worries, dear friend

I have what you need-

And the first taste

Is always free-

The first taste is always free”