after the tall glass of wine, i was rapt, i was unaware, i was entrapped to the spirit, i succumbed my knees, now numbed one hits the cold wall ...u n c o n t r o l l a b l e... then falls "ka-blag" on the other feeling so light as a feather... ..............f a l l i n g............ my eyes are Garfield-ish hands, like a mallet, heavy-ish ... G O D ! my mind, ~~~d r i f t i n g ~~~ i need some black, brewing... gotta have strong bitter coffee, dark to take my slurry mind back the track.....
after the tall glass of wine, i was rapt, i am now much aware, i must avoid being trapped...