I Won't Drink It
It all depends
On midnight treats
Where lamplight falls
Beneath slippered feet
And plodding gently home
On a whim of chance
Betwixt ample companions
Of the imagination
Supported by a spinning world
Encased in dim starlight
If I blink or get turned about
I'm not coming home tonight
But for a more exotic destination
To wake up oblivious
And in agony
Tonight
I won't drink any more
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
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