***** infested words spew from my fingertips having been dug deep from within my soul the whiskey loosens my thoughts giving false bravado to what i feel must be said there's no love here none that's lost the pit of loneliness broadens the tender caress of drunkenness offers warmth and companionship to a once vacant heart and i'll swim in a sea of intoxication kept afloat by an imagined life vest provided by an alcohol soaked mind.
inebriation provokes a deep rooted creativity at times