Where has the trouble been in my life?

Well I was an alcoholic for most of the years and I’ve been 8 years in recovery and I treat trouble as a perfect pour tequila drink as pregnant woman do their little dose that the doctor says is okay.

And I wonder where the drinking habit starts. Most poets life are lived through a bottle or cartridge with tons of smoke. Where does that get passed down to? The Junkie Gene I’ve talked about.

Honky Tonking with music and I’m just sitting at the table listening to music while I type of my phone and sip my drinky drink sipsip [oooh I sip sip’d in real life and it actually started tasting good.] And that’s another thing. I can’t banish my like pursed lip grimace I always imagine like the Witch from the Wizard of Oz. Bad etiquette. It tis a party foul even in my old soul 24 adage of EhlersOutlawShit. When ya got a will to live that just won’t stop running ya tail what else to do – 1 or 2✌🏼

Outro Track: From the Bottle to the Bottom by Kris Kristofferson [legend.]