a long walk home
after my first AA meeting
a neon sign
brings the flavour of beer
to the tip of my tongue
I repeat to myself
a day of sobriety
is wavelike ...
each one comes forward
with its own up and down
all I want
is to drink one beer (or two)
and pat my dog ...
alone at the crosswalk
a traffic light turns yellow
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