Still Not Going To Do This Every Day

History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies the same defeats
Keep your finger on important issues
With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues

Im just the oily slick
On the windup world of the nervous tick
In a very fashionable hovel

I hang around dying to be tortured
Youll never be alone in the bone orchard
This battle with the bottle is nothing so novel

So in this almost empty gin palace
Through a two-way looking glass
You see your Alice

For JG