by Jeph Johnson
when hope has ended
why we bother with life
I wonder
yet not wonderful
hope bothers me
a reverse alcoholic:
I get back on the wagon
and try to intoxicate my life
and fail.
dreaming hope will prevail
wonderfully
I wonder when
I can be a better man
yet hope is dead
and wonder full
of details
I cannot express
as a reverse alcoholic...