an eight-ball gone;
memory is fading;
can’t stop creating.
i stay sober 18 hours out of the day;
i’d disagree with my ex who says
i don’t compromise;
i’d rather be fucked up 18 hours.
is there anything interesting left in this world?
i felt like i’ve done it all,
until i start drinking,
then i remember life is worth living…
for at least six hours.