The Drunkard Poet

Welcome to my world…

Here—
the lights are dim
the silence is loud
and the truth rarely arrives sober.

Some words may sting.
Some may feel familiar.
Some may sound like thoughts
you buried long ago.

Sit down.
Stay awhile.

And if the honesty feels a little reckless…

Forgive me… I’m just a Drunkard.

The Drunkard Poet