At my best.
With a novel in hand,
and one just finished
placed diagonally over
a journal, I can breathe easy.
At my best.
I started drinking again.
It used to be whiskey.
But I've only started with beer
this time around.
The whiskey can wait
till December arrives.
At my best.
Two pills in the morning.
I gave you fair warning.
But you just smiled and
saw trial, not error.
At my best.
You ask me what I'm reading.
Best to be coy, "You've probably
never heard."
But you don't ask, "What's the
meaning of this word?"
At your best.
With me.
During a
transitional
period.
Each of us,
something
in comma.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
At my best.
With a novel in hand,
and one just finished
placed diagonally over
a journal, I can breathe easy.
At my best.
I started drinking again.
It used to be whiskey.
But I've only started with beer
this time around.
The whiskey can wait
till December arrives.
At my best.
Two pills in the morning.
I gave you fair warning.
But you just smiled and
saw trial, not error.
At my best.
You ask me what I'm reading.
Best to be coy, "You've probably
never heard."
But you don't ask, "What's the
meaning of this word?"
At your best.
With me.
During a
transitional
period.
Each of us,
something
in comma.
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