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Getting Wise
So a strange thing happened today
I just wanted to say
When I went to the local store
I was testing my willpower
Like I’ve started to do more
I made myself look at the bottles of wine
All stacked neatly in a line
Staring down
I looked a long time
But a weird thing happened
It caused me to frown
I felt ok
I mean just ok that’s true
But not full of envy
Is that the new me?
There wasn’t one bit of desire in me
To purchase the health thief
I felt happy with relief
There was nothing to persuade me to buy
To chase the lie
Why?
It actually made my stomach feel ill
At the thought of wine I felt a bit queasy
It’s still far from easy but
Wow!
What’s happening now?
Are my tastes changing
My thoughts rearranging?
It is different to the power that comes from our will
It was that the alcohol voice could drone
On and on and on and on
And I wouldn’t want to buy any
Not one
No bottle at that time could lure me
And it kinda threw me
In fact
and this is stranger still
I craved sparkling water
Ice cold
And the thought of brain clogging wine
It just felt boring and old
Don’t get me wrong
if I chose to concentrate
To focus on the taste and
Wait
The cravings for wine surely returned
But I didn’t yearn
I think I’m learning to compartmentalise
Or I could just be getting wise
To the fact alcohol lies
Could feeling unsatisfied,
conned and shortchanged
Help us to want to rearrange
Our lives?
I mean, who wants to stay bullshitified?
Thanks for the inspiration MrsP x ( inspiration in post below)
If you are listening to the alcohol voice and drinking too much too often Rethink the Drink .
Open a Book, open a browser, open your mind. The keys are out there.
This poem was composed by Floss The author of The Runaway Train and Nailing the Narcissist
