Lowered Inhibitions

i wasn’t planning on drinking a six pack tonight
but this poem wasn’t about to write itself
you know, the one about lowering inhibitions
and finding myself at the bottom of a bottle
the one where I write a few lines
find some lightning
and blow my own mind
then wake up with a headache
and the need to piss my very soul out
then try to return to the angel wings of sleep
and beep beep beep — start all over again
you know, the one about being a punctual peter

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