the smell of beer covers me
and I’m flushed with anger
thinking to when it was “we”
my flesh feels like rug burn
my eyes, sinking like anchors

my head spins and spins
deep in my skin I feel
nothing but numbness
my mind will never win
this constant battle with
my intoxicated thoughts

nothing around makes sense
to an unsober mind
yet for just a few seconds I
don’t have a single thought
in my whirling mind
and I feel bliss, remembering
why I decided to pick up
the green can to begin with

a.d