Saturday, October 24, 2009

Poetic Interlude

This unusual poem came to me in a dream, which I composed/recited in my dream, and then immediately & frantically scribbled on my trusty spiral note book upon waking.
Which I keep at the ready for just such inspired occasions.
This poem is unusual both in its content and its origin.
Now begins a life more sober
No more will I be hung over
Won't drink myself under the table
No longer so far from able
If the world's a stage, then I'm Clark Gable

Sure, I love the Guiness and sometimes partake of the Red wine or Irish Creme...
But I've never been alcoholic, never had a drinking problem... so I don't know where this came from or why.

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