Drink 4

The Gabby Abbys are gone!
I ordered fries with a beer
and then some
My situation is undoubtedly unique…
Can I bring people from their outlooks’ bleak?
Perchance.
Mayhaps.
It may be a feat…
Possible feeling on improbability
It-is-no impossibility
notta low goal
some-lobbable-tossabability
though not what I forgot
as if something’s not forgettable?

How’s your memory, is it leaking yet?
Don’t worry about this line if it’s something you’ll forget.
Every moment’s a gamble
like these poems ramble
senseless silliness that don’t matter to you,
unless of course they do
maybe connect your cerebral cortex
maybe you’re riding along gauging importance
or perhaps you’d rather forget and forgive
transgressions as a christian American does,
wandering around like Honey Bees buzz
into a new location: a hive to inhabit,
vrolemites might stop eating your insides out —
“I volunteer as sheeple!”
“Eat me please, feast on my children like they’re the bee’s knees”
— or you can transcend ignorance —
simplicity is complicity.

I’ve finished.
Although, not my beverage…
and I now think on indulgence/
drink some more? More poetry maybe?
or smatterings of thought – – – –
baby Bay-Bee rabies babies rape me?
like Kurt Cobain once sang to masses
with thick placed lenses on thoughtsglasses
I’m not sure what this is now
senseless placement of thoughts intertwingled,
a word made once by my friend Jesse
who could easily walk in and usually best me
presence interconnected excellence.

Today I saw Sleepless in Seattle for the first time
4 drinks is my limit on 4 hours time,
there is still more to #4
hard to imagine hitting the floor
as though booze might.

I, It is time to go,
though this flow has been fun,
tonight is for work,
the preamble’s done.

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