The Way You Feel Poem by Dorsey Baker
The Way You Feel
The knife need to
be sharp enough
to cut through
the bull-crap
The river need to
be deep enough
to drown all
the sorrow
the bullet need to
be fast enough
to kill all the pain
body has weakness
body has strength
don't disturb
the balance
all the whiskey
in your glass is gone
and still
you feel really
really depressed
so what good
did it do
to get
so damn drunk?
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