Bibe with no L

Lately...

My thoughts are abstract

Confusion illusion got me off track

-crack-

the bottle of Cognac takes me back

to a state of Mind

of which I'm resigned

From the Voices I don't hear when drinking

I'm Linking

reality to the dark, drinking shots of whiskey

with Linkin Park

Blasting in the stereo as I type

Fuck the Hype riddles, fiddles and Hype.

[The glass is half empty now]

Years ago I drank a potion

like the Man invisible

to remain indispensable-

(it's perhaps Dismiss-able )

But while it's handle-able ,

I got a Hand to Ball

like a Riot in your shopping Mall

ensuing calamity

while my Mind is Handling

"the pursuit of Happiness"

but what happens is

As a drunk man I don't know

what Happiness is.