SCOTCH

instantly wasted

i’d emptied bottles

blue ½ hr

then

i flared

only ½ shot

of whisky left!

stormed about

considering

calling friends

taking desperate trains

weird journeys

for any

cabinet handout

hits me like a free wave

a

loose disaster

i

perpetuate

with only

big stellas and spliff

hard times

in

the

Whighut when the only scotch there is

is in my belly