Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Hemophilia Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Wednesday 5/21/2008 12:51:00 AM

Alternatives. Casual dilemmas thicken the words. There are no lies. Haven't you learned? Just variations on truth and the dragons that guard the treasures they keep.

Old comes quickly, but young is slow. Happiness is piercing. A siren. Life is everything after. Life is a long process. Of recovery from the things we think we need. And most of all from those we cannot have.

The decisions. Corkscrews drawing out that deep cork. Releasing the drug. In fits of skin. Trying on all those people. Testing gowns I'll never dance in.

Pretty girls under the porchlight looking quite sad. As they drown in their own blood.

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