A feeling stirs again
From where, I cannot say
Nor locate the thread
And pull myself out
From the pit...

Two bottles
For sleep, for sanity
Two bottles to awaken
Affinities, Realities
From the slumber deep

Two bottles
To unclench my hands
Wrapped around
The infinite swing of self-delusion
Doubt and isolation

Two bottles for sobriety from dread and misery;