whiskey, drugs & the incurable romantic

I thought that strophe looked a tad flat, Jes - so I've just given it a bit more punch - and I suspect it'll change again too. Best ~ Abra

I love it!

Your words never fail to amaze me. The images you create are extremely vivid.
Don't tell the others(But you're my favourite)

the whiskey    
tasted chainsaws in my head  
it left me in gutters  
or in treetops  
lurching precarious  
each branch thinner    
more rotten than the next  [why only expand on the treetops, good image in the first two lines]
  
funny,    
but not pretty to watch  [is this line needed?]
  
the drugs    [is 'the' needed?]
made me happy to forget  
before i remembered    
all the reasons they were swallowed [swallowed feels a little weak]
and had to take more    
until my body screamed    
stop  
  
the women    
fucked with me, as I with them  
years dancing by    
our impossible quests  [is our needed?]
the search for love everlasting    
or some such bullshit  
que sera sera  
  
cynic?    
you bet    [is this line needed?]
  
but once in a while  [is but needed]
the faintest whisper  
a wraith crawling sickly from the heart  
inspired by a word or a smile  
a simple turn of the head  [for me this line needs expanding on as it's a little flat ]
  
soul mate, is that you  
where've you been all my life  
  
where the fuck have you  
been, you shit?
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normally i hate lines like the last four here, but here they work well. they're down to earth and solid.
all in all a good solid poem that needs maybe one more image. and a small edit, thanks for the read abc.

all jmo.

Thanks for that feedback, Billy. Structure in my poems is usally dictated by which particular voice holds sway in my head at the time of writing. If I'm lucky the flow arrives in a natural way. But I'm a fanatical tweaker, so suggestions like yours here are always welcome to go in the mix. Appreciate your time to look at this. Best ~ Abra

Simply. Phenomenal.