Alcohol and algebra

and so the moment almost flows to a halt
remember alcohol
it remembers me
that coursing through my veins feeling
hey friend how’s ’bout another round
keep’em comin’ until my illegibility becomes divine doctrine for the ones who are with me
keep’em comin’ until my vision blurs the thought of her
keep’em comin’ because apathy is the sport i’m playin’

-JG

A thought in a dive

swing with me
wander with me
warm my blue heart with your vagabond rock step
pouring frequencies of edda james swirl the air
my ears swallow the music like a mild whiskey
in this moment i want to kiss your red lips

-JG