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from DRUGS AlcoholAlcohol is really the caffeine of the oppressed. Alcohol can turn any mourning into a wake. With all this alcohol around, who needs friends? Self-awareness? Clothes? If alcohol were solid, all the world would be vegetarian, and no bones about it. As it is, though, we dream of the alcohol which pours from our speakers like music. Alcohol was the subject of the earliest writing, but when no one could read the words the next day, language was left to accountants. Alcohol--just do it. The sleep of reason produces minute traces of alcohol. Gimme an a. Gimme an l. Gimme your car keys. Thanks, Mean Joe! Be sure to request alcohol at your next tax audit. |
| Steve Carll currently lives in Honolulu, where he is learning to drive. He edited Antenym, now on hiatus. Other chapbooks include Sincerity Loops (Bathysphere), trace a moment's closure for clues (Logodaedalus), and brushstrokes (black fire white fire). DRUGS is an attempt to expand the discourse around the Drug War by exploring the personalities drugs bring into our relationship with them. |