I bought nostalgia a drink
Realizing I was sober
Never felt a feeling
A feeling less than feeling nobler
Without losing perspective
Perceiving what I could
Little less than nothing
Worthless wet wood

I am strung out
Strung together run on sentence
Ran through the old adages
Like 'don't be a menace'
Lucky Irish post penance
You're like pulling teeth
Sans dentist

There's a mirror in the water
The bathroom sink is *****
The conversations weak
And the dialogue is wordy
Granted that the guilt is stubborn
Shared by you and shared by me
Universal, lovely