Sunday, April 19, 2015

Thought Too Much/Draught Too Much

Admittedly, I'm a pretty low-tech guy. My usual way to write is with an "old school" composition book. What can I say, I just love the feel of a pen in my hand and the paper I write on. That said, I have an iPhone. It's a fun little gadget. One of my favorite features is the notebook. It comes in handy for all sorts of things. Most notably, shopping lists. But, the fun part is that with the mic option on the keyboard, I'm able to speak into my phone. With that, I've "freestyled" a handful of poetic rambles. This is especially useful when I've been drinking. What comes below is one of those musings. Minus a few switchings of words so it would make sense, and with the addition of a title, this is one I found while I was cleaning out my phone's notebook.

Thought Too Much/Draught Too Much

I know I might drink too much
Been said I do
Think too much
Been said I do
Drink so I don't have to think too much
But I still think a lot
Even when I drink a lot,
So I keep on with the drink a lot
Because why the fuck not?
I function
I fit
I do what I'm supposed to
I do my shit
So I keep drinking
To slow my thinking
But every drink, I fucking swear,
Makes me do more of the think
And so that cycle rolls on
And on
And on
And
On
Thinking to drinking to more thinking
To
More
Drinking
I see no stopping either 
I see no legitimate reason
I'm feeling what I'm supposed to be feeling 
Dealing how I'm supposed to be dealing
So I come around again 
Nothing to lose
Nothing to win
I'm going to keep thinking too much
Side by side with drinking too much