My envy knows no bounds

My envy knows no bounds

A Poem by Tom Q
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Normal for me and my addiction

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Run down hotel where people live by the week

A bar and carryout a block away

He walks with a brown paper bag beer logo climbs out

A short daily commute

 

He should elicit scorn maybe pity

Old clothes, unshaven,nothing

My shiny car, nice house, money

My responsibilities stifle

 

To drink regardless of the time

Free of all cares, all motivation

He dies a slow death, yes

Is my sobriety a more  painful suicide?

© 2009 Tom Q


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surely your sobriety isn't a more painful suicide. but wait, this world IS getting crazier by the minute...

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Tom Q
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Cleveland, OH



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