Alcoholimbo

I guess it’s kind of a poem, contrary to my opinions.

So I’m sitting on my balcony having a cigarette

I only smoke when I’m drinking, I swear

I close one eye; my contact is dry

The lights in the parking lot battle the black lines from the balcony railing

I notice that when I aim my sight just right

The remaining light of the four lamps added together makes one whole lamp’s worth

Take philosophy from this if you want,

but I’ll take another drink

Life is boring when you work a boring job.

Reviews

[Tinotenda Nyevedzanai]

I really enjoyed this piece, beautiful scenery