Summited by Hannah Ripley

His sober
Tongue
Was out of control
He had a radical voice
One that shouted
Opinions
Rage intoxicated his mingled hisses
He wouldn’t understand
Nor comprehend
His radical foes
Who played his hand
Swelled up in rage he didn’t quite
Relize
He was a man
Touched with sanity
Corrupted with lust
And above all
A stimulated drunk