There is the moment in every alcoholic’s
life when something happens
he makes a choice to cross the threshold
into drink, a parent sharing a sip,
the priest who pours
too much wine then winks,
a lover he can’t live without
she broke his heart and to heal
he fills the hole with alcohol
at first a little, then like the kitchen
sink, a bottomless drain
family slips away, friends and lovers too
blankets soaked wet with tears
loneliness engulfs his life, never sober
enough to maintain a job, afford a home,
he falls into the black abyss
the ambulance hauls the victims
from his DUI to the coroner
next morning he kneels
and prays to god to take this from him
rubbing two quarters together he finds
four more then stops at the local liquor
store buys a large beer instead of whiskey
maybe now the worst is over.
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