Treasure Island

Benjamin Michael Clark

(06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Whiskey


Swallowing whiskey
Is like swallowing
A hornet

You don't appreciate
Your temple-

You poison it-
You scorn it-

& When you
Sober up-

You know you
Need more

So you take
Another sip

Feel
the sting

As you set your
Temple walls
Aflame

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Friday, February 28, 2014
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