As the boulevard runs away from me,
carrying you further and further out of sight,
the delirium tremens kick in
trembling now, alone in my chair.

Hallucinations start,
my lost beauty teases,
walking by, half naked
replaying memories past.

Leaving me in a puddle
of tears and slobber,
as I attempt to detox
my soul from a drugged love.

Though love it was,
cut with more lust
and speedy encounters
with no foundation