Better Than Drinking - Poem by Gillian Commerford
Why do I do this?
Why do I waste my time
no one will ever read?
Perhaps it comes from madness
perhaps it comes from sadness
perhaps it comes from God.
God You could do better
with all the angels to sing to You-
all I can bring You
are clusters of words
I write with very little thinking.
I hardly know the meaning
of what I write.-
At any rate its better than drinking.
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