Enough To Help Me [REVISED]

Drank vodkatini to escape my allergy, tried tequila
yesterday, simply ate dangerous food today - only
because I had nothing else, couldn’t think of what
to do; now I have to fight over-whelming lassitude,
lack of decision - and ever threatening depression
when you express lack of happiness in your daily

Life; I sympathise, but how much more wonderful
when its your own optimistic self - tho’ insomniac
last night so I told you stories from NatGeoWild -
zoo-keeper raising a 4-month old kangaroo, how
a lion ate a baby giraffe, a crocodile taken from a
mud-pit, its water having been drained

To a crocodile girlfriend; you fell asleep, I thought
you would but I couldn’t sleep, wrote the penitent
verse on aversion to voluptuous Barbie dolls, MY
favourite dolls look like 5-year old kids – then my
poet mentor ignored it as frivolity not making the
grade - and with your good news of receiving

Money due to you I’m even more depressed and
since you feel so down champagne isn’t on yet -
at least I have ‘Dragon’s Den’ and ‘Strictly Come
Dancing’; a fairytale on Sunday - enough to help
me through the grey reality in which we live our
little lives…