New poetry book or...

Remind me

When you're on your own

Do not deny your own self destruction

Yeah there was more you could of done

More or less that you didn't

Tell me baby why should we begin again

I can sit at happenstance until then

Always on my mind if I should watch your dance

It doesn't matter I have my bottle and I'm drowning my last chance

And does it make you feel better

Knowing that I'll always hold on

It makes me feel alright to think that nothing is lost

I won't think again unless I'm proven wrong

I won't cry myself to sleep now that I am sleeping good

I sure hope you're not either and you feel as comfortable as me

In your security baby which will never leave as long as there is me

Nothing in this world can stop me from choosing to believe you're mine

Unless you fly off to Mars or some fucking thing

But hey I would not know Eh

I'd still have my bottle to keep me company

And in years to come I'd get another kitty

I'd be proven wrong and so what

I'd again say fuck off everyone but stick around

And let's get shit done and I don't know who the Hell I'd be

Except drunken old half of me

In my old age without my security

Yes my old age instability

Thankful for senility

Though I'll always have this to remind me