The life of an alcoholic. Drunk drivers kill thousands of people every year.
Night has fallen
outside it's dark
earlier you took a
short walk in the park
which didn't suffice
It's twelve o'clock
outside is frozen like ice
You safely park your car
enter the local bar
Order up a stiff drink
your mind starts to think
your eyes began to blink
as you try to deal
with your fear
Just why are you here
No answer will appear
It's been a messed up day
seems the night will
go the same way
Last drink call at the bar
you pass because
you have to drive your car
But you've already
had too much
and that steering wheel
you'd better not touch
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
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