Confessions Of An Alcoholic # 1234….

It ain’t so bad, and I don’t know

why you're not all here..now…sorry,

I lied…yes I do.

But, I lost a train of thought….

I guess I’m almost out of track,

not off track, no, I know where

my lines are laid.

I spent a weekend in San Miguel,

where Neal ran out of railroad ties 

to count up.

This was going to be a serial

confession, leading into a serial on

cable, leading to oblivion of the real

lost horizons of people that really

feel they have it made.

Maybe they do, for now, sure they

do…Cosby did. I love you all, but,

you make it hard for me to like you.