Kalky Inkler
God's own Country

Me, Myself And Mine

My steps falter,
Vision alter,
Thoughts blur,
Words come out in a spur,
My hands shiver,
As emotions flow like a river,
Sadness takes me as I empty my quiver,
Friend or foe,
I am ready to make the blow,
As I see around I feel
I should take it slow.

Eyes gratified, My taste buds tantallized,
Nasal nirvana,
The silence takes a toll on me as my ears yearn for
that sound,

This is the moment and i heard,
Cheers was the call, Bottoms up was the reaction,
Glug! Glug! this was my eight pack of
Johnnie Walker on the rocks.
Friday, January 11, 2008
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COMMENTS
Glancy A 20 April 2008
Cool. very well expressed. The other boys should read your work.Looks like you know what it feels like when you hit the bottle - hard. :)
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Jonnie Walker? India's favourite brand of Whisky. good.
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