Drowned in the Caspian Sea

Families and passerby try to look away from the crimson spectacle that is displayed on the streets, outside of their homes, among the plants and the trees. Summer turned to Autumn momentarily as blood stained the veins in the leaves amidst the dirt and rubble and debris

When you’re upset, you drink to forget. If I started drinking would you think to quit?

Glasses of white make you feel all right. They make you sleep and happy. That happiness is too artificial for me

Impaired by intoxication. Insecure without incoherence. Incomplete when not inappropriate. Inaudible and inexistent in my eyes. Your dead wife hasn’t taught you anything. Your doctor called, one more drink to throw away everything

One last shot to stop my thoughts. I can’t wait to rejoice with her tonight