I could smell alcohol



I was hanging on the tail of an airship,

as I floated to the ground you took a picture..

You looked good for your years so we dated

as you were showing me the latest bars

We met David my old drinking adversary,

his mobility mechanically aided

I could smell alcohol evil and poison

which you knew was trying to be avoided.

I left my dreams and bumped back to my reality.

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