we all know words are alcoholic, they can burn and they can treat, I've gotten drunk on a moment, on a kiss on the thin waist of a working man--
there's no use in wishing, on changing substances, you can't domesticate a bear and tell her not to hunt hope water will disinfect, treat with pages out of a book, stitch cuts with sentences, we all know words wound as much as they heal try cauterizing with ink or bandaging with i love you you'll quickly learn that you are not a healer, you are a bartender, you serve the vices, flip the switch, change the songs, pick up the drunks,
turn water in whiskey? turn whiskey into water. help a man, hold him close, wake up and make love clear a table, clear a mind, open a door, leave the glass.