"FIRE"

Hunger...

My Friend and My Foe,
The Muse and Mistress
That controls my Pen,
My Poetry
And Prose...

The Shadow of Alchohol
That fuels My Fire,
That keeps The Embers red
That I may
Continue to survive...
In the World where I
And My Like thrive,
To most
Due to the Dictates of the Norms
Established THEY,
Strange
Weirdo
Artist
Wacko
Consider THEY
Be
I may...

LIVE!

Continue to...

LIVE!

I beg you to...

LIVE!

I urge you to...

LIVE!

While
Your Muse and Fire
Still dance with Passion and Desire!

Hunger...

My Friend and My Foe,
The Muse and Mistress
That controls my Pen,
My Poetry
And Prose...