Going Down
I’m in my cups.
I got the sauce.
The bottle is empty.
Go for another
I’m in my bag.
That rotten hag.
This week has been,
an eternal sin.
Even still
I try to grin.
Bear it all.
Nah, Fuck it all!
Can’t do that.
Where is it at?
Focus
not hocus pocus.
I’m in my cups.
I’m in my bag.
But I will remove
this old rag.
Start anew
fresh for you.
A new day.
A new time.
I will achieve
what is mine.
Featured image by B.R. Henry
