Forward Into Bottle

To my brain front
I have deployed
thousands of soldiers
now husks, drained
empty but for eradicated memories
sent after service
to the landfill
or more
to the ineloquent point
the dump
dumped into me, for me
to preserve me, make me
to be what I am, what I drink
a man of mania, of depression
stumbling incomprehension and boorishness
I was their country
I used them up and cast them out
all benefits entirely mine
but lost to me.

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