Poetry, Booze Or God Poem by Matthew Holloway

It appears I like many others
Have had a choice presented
Between the bar, the book and the church
We choose our own solace
I enjoyed the booze, a little too much
I never found the church
And poetry really spoke to me
The are verses I've written and read
That changed my outlook on life
Maybe even saved it sometime
Remain etched to my soul
I'm not a religious type
But I do like to get drunk on poetry
The library is my speakeasy
I get hammered on Bukowski
Merry on Sexton, Plath, Keats, Shelly
Poetry is my faith, my healing, my comfort
And here I am now writing
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