WHISKEY AND GRIEF

Whiskey And Grief.

Would it kill them to clean the widow

Dead wasps and a derelict Web

Mary sings like a canary

Banjo belligerent Deb

I'll have another stab shortly

Licking the back of my throat

End me honey from the rock

End me to begin again

Over the spear of the laughter

My grief like a haunting rises

Outside in the drizzle I puke up a tree

Then lie down amongst it

Hold me Oak surround me with power

Here before my grandfather was born

Lift me up and warm me up.

I'm yours I'm your little one your son

As beautiful as a being can be

See My soul, stand in for him gone who couldn't see it.

Never there He was broken early and

Welded shut.

The show was the show was all.

Now you are my father

Take my vomit and my tears and

Love me unquestioning always for all

I'll sleep here at your feet safe in the autumn.

My body won’t keep my sadness any longer

Can't disguise it with jokes or anger

or Convince myself it was my fuel

Death's ok by me.