inebriation lubrication

just a silly poem about being drunk.

i might be a raging river on tuesday,

hopping and leaping towards

an inevitable waterfall which will

drop me into wednesday,

wet and cold and tired

and hitting a rock or two

on the way down.

and although there is

nothing wrong with wednesday,

i will hate that particular one.

goddamn hangover.

Reviews

[trish420]

This made me smile; I love the water metaphors and can definitely relate to the hangover :-)