I spent the night alone
the houses hollowness felt like some old kingdom,
without enchantments.

My mind belongs to me
so I thought.

I wanted company
I wanted to touch you again
just for a while.

But I have no adornments
and nothing of my own,
except a few tattered books on poetry, and 30 bucks for *****.

Tonight the dog won't even sit
so silence becomes a companion
along with two bottles of ***.

I drank and drank
until I became dismembered from my own body.

I spent the night alone
quietly drinking with friends.