Bottle of wine, full just moments ago,
The last drops resting on my shirt,
Memories of moments ago
Now a blur.

Tears that used to exist
No longer have a home
Having been replaced by these grapes of wrath,
Mindless revelry.

Pass the blunt, breathe in, now out,
**** helps the hurt to mellow,
Touching out the feelings the wine couldn't get to.
Darkness and spinning.

I sit on a couch, watching plaster bumps
Turn into stars and spin as my head
Turns on its orbit, round and round,
Drowning out everything.

Blackness, preceded by heavy lids,
I stumble to my bed, stumble, stumble,
Sleep now, until the next dream,
Sleep now, never awake.