Jim Beam means
you love me
tonight.

Or at least
you bothered to
type it.

Knowing full well
that I am the right sort of idiot
to forgive.

You once saw fit
when sober
to say I was clever.

But only a dumbass
without willpower
would be grateful

for anything

like this.

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