I'm not drunk,
Just inebriated.

I still have all my faculties,
But a headache pounds my temples.

It's nice to disappear for a while.
Nice to remember my ails, and flip them the bird!

White wine my poison,
Pinot Gris - yummy!

Can't leave forever,
Too many think I'm their rock.
A carefully cultivated image.

Temporary escape.....better than nothing.