Buzzed (A Memory of a Girl)

I.

Pink Floyd screams in my ears

as the four walls close in

to hide the streaming tears.

and rusts my shield of tin.

II.

I down a Coors

then a Bud

While my mind soars

above the sud.

III.

Then it's some Wild Turkey.

or some gin.

Maybe it's whiskey

Or a little sin.

IV.

I'm all alone again.

Trapped here.

My head does a spin

and my eyes form a tear.

V.

How can I fill

that empty place

when she takes the thrill

with her arsenic and lace.

VI.

A six pack will do.

rather than memories of her.

Keystone lights give me a clue.

Show me the cure.

VII.

Liquid Gods can you help me?

Let me forget

as I grow cold in this lonely sea.

That's become a threat?

VIII.

Speak no more Mr. Floyd

I hear you loud and clear.

I can't avoid that void.

as memories of her won't clear.

-- (1996)