fingertips soft - pathetic
too sober for this
you coward
reach inside that
miserable soul
produce something
how else will
you be remembered but for
the words you spoke so
swiftly in passing
with acquaintances
also too sober to write
hashtags pouring in
like wine water
eat this jesus-bread
you heathen
get back on track
**** in your gut
for another round
and get that blood
on the page