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Whiskey

He’s laying,
on the floor,
next to him is
an empty
bottle of whiskey,
the same whiskey
that caused this
mess to begin
the same whiskey
that put him in
the hospital,
alcohol poisoning,
the doctor said,
not sure if
he will
live or die,
we’ll do
all we can.

(2013)

Came to me while reading other poems on this site.

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