here and there

One could pick men, boys, like us off a tree.
The saying goes a dime a dozen, no?
Strange to wake up drunk, having fallen asleep sober, somber-
Or maybe belligerence is a philosophy, a mindset, rather than a chemical result.
I’ve been a chemist for years, suicide driven science gets you far,
all in silent, babbling place.
It’s about time to pick my feet up and see what’s down the street,
here and there, here and there.
But for now? We’ll sit, ramble and light up our souls with empty fulfillment.
Hurrah for the underground, after all. Hurrah.