Brown Bottle Muse

I live the life I'm comfortable with,

Misplaced love and affection mixed with impure thoughts

A perfect mixture for a black sheep's imperfect lil meadow,

Drink to feel,

Drink more to forget,

A little fuel to the flame of my ideas,

My brown bottle muse,

Slur my words,

Entangle my actions yet uncork my mind and soul,

Unbar my social un-acceptance,

Write down what needs to be said let it flow,

Fluid from its source,

Container of knowledge always there

Just a popped top, cork, bottle cap away,

Free pour my emotion and intelligence onto these pages,

Intoxicate the paper and empty my heart with each sip