Friday, March 28, 2008

Intoxicated

Drunken thoughts of euphoria
no understanding and less of a meaning
casting out slanderous speech, really
don't know what it all means.
Anger suppressed and transgressed emotions
coming from a drink from a bottle, figuring you
have nothing else to live for
finding comfort and solitude from
the color of the sustenance. Dying loves
a treasure trove of darkened and
hurt filled images of painful past and
present, solace for this from a swallow
or two.
And here you fine you peace of mind
out of your mind and out of sight.
Purest state of delusion is when one is so
intoxicated.
Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

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