my alter ego
drunk harry
is more of an asshole
the cradplayers say
we play in the back of the shamrock
on monday nights
its almost as if i had devised a relief plan for me
NRA
new deal
i know how most of them play
and win at least half the time
usally splitting the prize money up with jay
or the owner
the other two regulars
when the game is a little short charlie clams will play
charlie is an occaisional worker like myself,
except his reason is physical
not spiritual
he doesnt rot on the inside when he works for capitalists like i do
hes a spaz or something
born that way or an accident, i never asked
the owner of the bar keeps him around to do odd jobs
he likes to bet football and baskets
not much of a cardplayer
but he knocked me out last week
when i tried to think like he thought
and was off target
he didnt keep my chips long
he was the next one out
he plays every hand
now i can bust his balls about the night he killed me
as i rake in my tribute each week
my game is getting vicious
i am starting to sense motives
almost a move ahead
half a move ahead
lots to learn
but better than working
no health plan tho
kicking madly
keeping my head above the waves
more importantly, keeping sane
a magic trick
by not drinking i save mega bucks
like a bear hibernating
i dont go out in the winter
cant afford it
id need a job to drink as copiously as has been my wont
and i wont go there
not a hard decision
sobriety or work to feed the monkey
the drunken monkey on my back
sorry monkey, get in there with the bear
sleep it off
i gotta focus on my magic act....
PRESTO!!!

sober a week
examining my life i found a series of daily decisions
what am i drinking tonight
where am i drinking
what times the liquor store close
should i get the 5 litres of box wine or am i out of antacid?
daily decisions
which i am now free of
replaced with more online poker
ha ha