“daily spiritual aneurysm”

~ Bourbon, cigarettes and syllables

Tyler R. Martin

“Are you happy?”
She’s looking grim, I sense conversation looming.
No…
Are you?
“No…..”
Oh.
I sip my drink, grab a fry.
“I don’t know what to do…”
Write.
“Does that help?”
Not in the least, doll.
“Then why do it?”
Because it tends to ward off
The daily spiritual aneurysm.

Published by Bourbon, cigarettes and syllables

Poet, unshaven bum, veteran, punk rock enthusiast...I got it all going on.

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