Tropics I long for this/ Anonymous/ Social walking mist/ I used to partner with/ Every cautionless/ Night I'd go out, starting with/ A shot that just/ Led to a constant fifth/ Of Jack in my hands, often with/ Vodka mixed/ With pop or simp-/ Le juice, it calmed but it/ Was ponderous/ Before Tropics slit/ It's own throat I'd park in it/ A constant hit/ In the corner, my card charging with/ Drinks, smart and fit/ But pardon miss/ If I vomit in/ The awful bin/ By where you thought to sit/ I'm awful when/ I drink, an ominous/ Posture that/ I take before slaughtering/ Anyone bothering/ Me preposterously/ Its obvious/ To me that cautiousness/ Is something that needs to be common when/ You're arguing/ But I disappear/ When this unclear/ Set of messages is shit, austere/ Risk my near/ Death experiences on shifting gears/ The limbs I shear/ On the fights picked right here/ Missed lightyears/ Clipped eyes, tears/ Blips li...