i cannot
escape
the thoughts
that stay parked
in the forward part
of my brain.
they're mostly of
one,
and even when
i am not a
drunken idiot,
an image haunts me:
a voice,
a laugh,
a feeling.
i don't know
if this is
bad,
but i do know
that i'll keep drinking,
trying to forget,
until it either
disappears,
or drives me mad.
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