why i feel weird about you at happy hour

it’s just that
i had a drunk
as a friend
from the time my life began
to the time he ended his

and then
i had another drunk
from then
to the time i discovered it
on the call
and driving her to the hospital

this poem will make space for the pain i’m in
without it controlling me
and you must keep space to have a drink
without being controlled by it or the pain in me

One response to “why i feel weird about you at happy hour”

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    Anonymous

    Tough space to carve ; brave words.

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