Alcohol Poem by Leah Ross

Alcohol



some thinks it's the best the answer to life
it' will leave one comatose in a drunken stoop er
in a back alley somewhere blacked the heck out
with a nasty hang over in the am
it's nothing to mess around with certainly not the answer

Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: alcoholism
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