... addiction ..., ... Applachia ..., ... beauty ..., ... experimental ..., ... humor ..., ... life ..., ... love ..., ... pain ..., ... poem ..., ... poems ..., ... poetry ..., ... relationships ..., ... the South ..., ... time ..., ... weed ..., ... whiskey ..., ... written under the influence ...

hang over

there is
such splendid
exhilaration
in the
remorse.

if the clouds
lift by
ten am
i will
be just fine.

your soul
and mine
mingle like
warm whiskey
and smoke trails.

the beat
of my heart
only outdone
by the pounding
in my head.

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