Drastic words
Are slurred
They slide away
Fleeing without thought
Seeking refuge
Where none can be found
Foul-mouthed
Destitute
Alone, he paces and raves
Spiraling
Swirling into his own oblivion
A babbling headcase
Marooned to his contorted bouts of rage
The scorched brew
Steams maniacally
Conjuring past reveries
Once dormant
Now jolted alive
Night after night
The refrain hails supreme
Kept in endless brooding
Uncouth, unkempt and frayed

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