Spiritless And Beer Poem by Cynnd Rose

I've spent some time alone
And I can finally drink
on my own
My delights and my sorrows
Are my business, once again

All these cigarettes make me wallow
I can't help but think about how badly I fought for your passing hit
all the pitches you couldn’t catch
None of this matters
when it's lit

Except that…
I'm here now
Digging the end of this cave I'm in
I'm almost out
I've rested well
and fallen asleep undone
Unlit

I watch the red digits switch
For hours
And promise never to let it get this dire ever
again
I grasp my last desire
with a smile that overlaps
“IT’s different, this time…”

It’s not.
I let it go
stand back
I'm much too weak and spiritless for that man

I peer from a yonder hillside and drink my beer in my loathsomeness
smoke my siggerate in my everlasting loneliness
Yes, spiritless, drunk and, alone