Write Drunk Edit Sober
Alcohol, a friend in doses, can be fun in spades… lubricated moments, memories
Sometimes lost. Writing drunk, per Hemingway’s advice, proves useful in bypassing
The id. That self editing bastard! The ego and super such are more easily sated. Pleased with self of self.
Traveled ways across the pages of life, transcendent meanings not yet realized.
Drunken lucidity washing tables and chairs alike. Crashing bodies, stumbling faces…
Tripping on feet made wonky.
Hitchhiker 