an alcoholic’s big try

Two days

seem too long

when you’ve been wet

for so long and

are just starting

the big try

to get dry.

Craving silence and sweets and sleep

Any Thing

to stop the ringing

palpitations

the tiny vibrations

erupting from places

you’ve kept hidden

for twenty years

soaking below beer

red wine and

vodka.


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