Twelve

 

A dozen drinks doesn’t do it

dazed descent into drunkenness no delight

Deepening darkness demands daily diligence.

Drink and die, drink or die dilemma.

A dozen steps, done one by one,

develop deliverance from demons.

What would one wee wine do?

Would it work witty wonders or wash wisdom away?

Do I dare despair or devote today duly to duty?