Friday, July 04, 2014


Not to sound big headed,
but I'm staggering.
From wall to wall I bounce,
in bed I don't feel still.
This sensation,
brings perturbation,
brushing teeth
makes me feel ill.
Inside my ears
sense liquids slosh,
my brain it feels confused
my timid feet
recall the years
when my liver
I abused.

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