Alloy

A glass of Scotch whisky
always makes me happy
and a little sick
at the same time,

like most things
that make me happy do;

no unalloyed moments for me,
drunk on what makes me strong.

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About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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