Indulgence

we fill our lives up until they overflow

like pouring beer into an untilted mug,

we dance on the floors of our parent's home

as if we were at a new york city night club,

moments flow in and out of our consciousness

and we can hardly keep our eyes open to see,

we beg forgiveness from the hound dog

sleeping on the front porch rather than the

pastor who now sleeps at the church,

we have ties to organized crime but have not

seen them in a blue moon, and wonder who

is deliving the alcohol not that prohibition

ended over two decades ago...  no one shared

that information with us as we have been

purchasing our product out the back door,

we live in fear of the government as it seems

to be living in fear of us, sending all these

officials to get our correct address rather than

just calling us up on the telephone...  we are

out of balance in the cash register but in

balance with out mental outlooks and never

borrow a cup of sugar, if we cannot return

with another kind of special indulgence.

30 August 2022