Why do you block the way
With your booze, you fool?
Can’t you see it’s difficult enough
To get through when you’re sober?
I need you clear, open, and receiving
If you want to hear my words at all.
It’s your choice, my friend: if you don’t
Want to play, I’m going home in silence.
3.25pm
1.1.99
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