I think and I write
that’s what I do
I drink and I write
things that are true

I write and I drink
that’s what I do
I drink and I write
so ******* too

Empty glass in hand
I try to find you
Pen on the desk
none of this is true

I drink and I think
but no words come
I think and I drink

no writing is done

Writing’s an excuse
to drink and think
Or drink and drink

into a deep depression
I now sink