the rose mill
poetry and essays of peter graves roberts
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
sobers
i understand sobriety
but the drink
-the smoke
they keep me up
in ter es ted
the drink makes the night
come alive, mo
re vibrant
the smoke just makes
the assholes at the spot
bearable
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