Drunken monologue 4…

Standard

dead mediaSomething that always

Surfaces

As hood

Out of sea

And I push it back

Again and again

That hood is addicted

To surface I guess

Nothing more

It has got acidity

Of truth

In its belly

Since everything around me is fluid

And has become more

By alcohol

It is surfacing again

With more will

And now I am swimming

Using it as

Pillow…

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