Ethanol
feiry draught, smooth to hit the spot.
Soporific or merry ye be, eldest of man's intoxicants
yet fashioned by God.
Aqua vitae, fermented fruit of grain
you distill the personality, seperating us
from our fleshy souls and guiding the path to oblivion.
Boatman of Lethe, drifting beyond your cares...
intent on sometime returning.
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from someone who shot dope for 14 years, I can say, nothing can equal the high that comes from knowing Him.
ReplyDeleteHi, just stumbled upon your site by chance this evening. I too am a lover of poetry, and I enjoyed your writings. Very thoughful and vivid.
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