Everclear

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The drug of love makes you human again
at the last minute when everyone was sure
you were left out to shore in a sea of tears
overwhelming fears made you into an downcast,
junky with enablers for friends and
a guilt trip in your mind that never ends
you always bend the rules and ruin associations
that you may very well never be able to mend
Spending most of your days high on LSD
listening to acid jazz and drinking Everclear
corn liquor; straight: no chaser
you've become immune to getting drunk too soon
this world is your vortex, this vortex your cartoon
you're too fed up to sprout wings
in every corwd of wolves doubt, springs forth
the show must go on, come out, sing
sing to us about the wonders of June
and how your trip to the moon was postponed
for 30 days you sat all alone in your paper-box
confined by your will or lack thereof
you will not conquer or rise above
doves don't cry for your pathetic life
get a knife and open your veins
truly know heartache & strife

you drank the whole bottle of Everclear
you washed it down with homemade moonshine
you subdued minds and begged for sympathy
with brimstone in both pockets, you
pull out some and roll it around in your hair
people are entitled to their opinions
and you just don't care
what they think, do or say, this is the Way
this is the trail you've blazed on the planet
alcohol-poisoned and famished, damaged
you fall into your shaky path
we all wish you'd just go to rehab
and take a bath
we're sick of wishing you well
only for you to linger in your makeshift Hell
you write it all in your diary
you adamantly refuse to confide in me
sprinkling in suicide notes with your poetry
swearing up and down that you.....
...don't have a gun.

you've had your moment in the Sun
you're 15 minutes of fame is
in its last 30 seconds
where's the time travel machine when you need it.

in your dwindling 15 minutes of fame
you ponder the art of dying, trying
to differentiate between here and there
then and now, you drop a sorrowful tear
you don't care who sees this moment of weakness
embracing a sunny day and its sweet mist
looking deep into the spirit of your pain
the deep ruby stains on your aura
the deplorable state of your journals and letters
you refused to do obeisance to your betters
never saying never and always saying always
there will be more days like these, when
you squeeze the lifewater out of a muse
and abuse your creative license
you felt like poetry was the scum beneathe your shoes
free verse was some lofty equation that
equated to you minus a concept
minus a meaning, minus a literary purpose
minus proliferation of given subject
minus the Viagara and the rough sex
just you, a bottle of Everclear and a hangover
the nightmare comes to an abrupt finish
just like the heineken, budweiser and guiness
not one sober witness stands to chastise
your primal, debauched actions.




Links:
Ganesh & Topsy:Retelling the Tale/Lemur of Doom
The Search Continues-Lyrical Deity