I ain’t no Atticus throwaway,
Some lovelorn whimsy.
I am the width and depth of galaxies,
Not some mindless whingeing –
On whiskey and women.
A metaphor,
A lesson.
On what happens if it devours you whole.
I ain’t no Atticus throwaway,
Some lovelorn whimsy.
I am the width and depth of galaxies,
Not some mindless whingeing –
On whiskey and women.
A metaphor,
A lesson.
On what happens if it devours you whole.