Driving Under the Influence
letting language play with me even when I should know
better how sweet it is: bitter batter buttering up both
but more & more I am its love slave, yeah, doulos.
anymore Sam & she was correct once I’ve fallen
off the wagging & I can’t get back on its crying
shame for crying out loud can’t even be faking it
for the time being as convenient as I know it is
lost it and am striving under the influence vulnerable
& powerless to prevent it. ]]
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