the bitter-sweet taste of alcohol,
it flows down from my mouth
to the deep innards of my body.
it stays there, soothing me till
my mind wanders to the so many
pains that have wrought this fragile
soul.
soon the waves of alcohol take hold
of me, it throttles me until the world
has gone Topsy-turvy.
the endless throbbing, providing relief
that i am still part of this world.

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