Head pounding
Mind reeling
Eyes crossed
Stomach churning
Hands shaking
Legs weakening
Try to get out of bed
Tell the room
To stop spinning
Fall back down
Land on my mattress
Try to remember
Started out last night
With a bourbon and coke
Destroyed all feeling
In the back of my throat
Moved on To vodka tonic
Ordered some water
Wash it all down
The girl I was with
A sexy young poetess of some ability
Ordered me another drink
That tasted like licorice
This lithe little recovering alcoholic
Whose name shall remain unrevealed
Was ordering herself another drink
As she told me why she had given up
Alcohol and drunken one night stands
And then we discussed getting a room
And the sky spun
She told me she was small-breasted
And I leaned forward
Stared down her low-cut dress
Told her she looked
Just fine to me
And she thanked me with another drink
She propped her legs onto the bar
We discussed old films
We discussed new films
And she lifted up her skirt
Showed me her thong panties
And I thanked her with another drink
We discussed impotence in men
She said she blamed herself
And I told her any man
That couldn’t get it up
Around her just wasn’t a man
And we thanked each other with another drink
She asked boxers or briefs
And I told her boxers
Because I needed to be free
She asked for proof
Promised another drink
And the bartender told us to get a room
Ordered some coffee
Wide-awake drunks
Chain-smoked
She pointed out men
She’d been with
In the past two years
Decided we should go to someone’s home
Offered to drive her car
She said Only she drove her car
And she was a wonderful
Drunk driver
We stumbled into her car
And I decided to give it a try
Leaned towards her
My lips aimed For her lips
And ended up somewhere below
The sky spun
We pulled out of park
Drove up on the curb
Went in circles across the lot
Pointed out she was going 120 MPH
I know I know It’s okay she said
I’ve done this before
Roared down the highway
Proud to be part of that class
That class of driving drunks
Who end young lives early
Every hour of the night
Every night of the year
As we flew by a parked cop car
She told me what we needed was a hotel room
A condom
And a bong
Told her I gave up pot a long time back
And she told me to open the glove compartment
Which I did not have the coordination to do
We took the top off of her convertible While doing 280 down I-35
And her skirt whipped around her hips
And the front buttons of her dress were open
And I told her I’d really like to fuck you right now darlin
Liquor does strange things she replied
And we sharply exited off of the interstate
And onto Greenville and Main
Drove by the police station
And she suddenly mentioned
That she was both drunk and underage
And the sky spun
Suddenly we were stopped
In front of my house
Stared at her
A moral debate
Whether or not to succumb
Another drunken pass?
Her skirt no longer above her thighs
Her front two buttons closed
The sky spun
Go inside she smiled
I have to get back home
Stumbled into my house
Alone
My memory goes blank
Lie in bed
Force myself to stand
Force myself to dress
Sit at the kitchen table
Swear I’ll never drink again
Unless the sky is spinning
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