Shots to the Heart

Inspired by gorgeous sights I thrive, 

Which makes inspiration shallow

That shots of brandy exaggerates

Like it does to everything else

For I'm yet to meet a gorgeous sight

That proves itself to be genuine

That a glass of water cannot drown

Whether or not it is swallowed

And if in this lifetime I meet such a face

I'm praying so hard to be sober

So that I may meet that face

With a sense that is good and right

For the irony of things, if the word's correctly used

Is that one is not half so genuine

As when one's in that state of sobriety

Knowing itself to be a half drunk.