I feel poetic
Drinking wine
Like an aesthetic
Or is it ascetic
Numbs the pain
Once again
Found what I
Have been missing
A feeling to the pain
Numbing it
to live again
Oddly enough
Been sober
For three months
All the while
Searching for a feeling
And here it is
Once again
The heaviness that falls
Right behind the eyelids
Drawing curtains of steel
Unreal, what zeal
I return to the love
Of my life to fight strife.
Red wine
Who’da thunk
This red grape
breathes new life.
Once again
Can’t explain
But miss it
I do and do not.
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