Gray Gaeity

Drinking gin, it’s not a binge;

Stoned on survival, thriving cordial

Broke benevolence and intoxicating—

Choking in a haze of incense,

Gray gaeity in manic sanity

Personal pariah, protective precognition;

Dopeless eloped, sober seratonine;

Determined isolation, dreaded lonesome

Cigarette sex, nicotine like an alcoholic utter—

lively slow suicide; lesser lies love vice

Verse tonic and a pounding brain, typhonic

Delightful diabolical symphony, engrossing egress