This club
A beehive of sweaty
Alcoholics

Piercing lights
Nail a headache
Through my skull

I am awkward
Out of place
Pacing through the crowd

Feeling, uhm
Too drunk
Or not drunk enough

Then!
Across the room
A pretty blonde

A determination
To salvage my night
And I’m off

Twenty minutes later:
Handcuffs!
In the back of a cop car.

I’m an artist
You *****!