Head is heavy against
Sear's finest blend
Mind sluggish
Foot releasing the last bit
Of body energy
I begin my whiskey dreams
Where every night
is a movie of the week
On an endless car chase
Where brakes never work
A spy thriller
Of global proportions
Strange people
Become my friends
And nothing goes as it should.
Where I do most of my living.
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