since the house become a hollow
the days grown long
the tick of the clock BOOMS
and I find my body no longer cares
drink is my demand
drink is demanding me
the hours and the isolation are lamentable
la, laa la, laa
the drink and I tumble
into the night
© Philip Johnson
Minimum alcohol price 'would save 50,000 pensioners'
Philip's words have appeared in: The Ugly Tree; Poetry Scotland, Emergency Verse, Write Away, Caught In The Net, Red Pencil, Writer's Hood, Transparent Words; he works in elder care.