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?