She took to sleeping,
He took to drinking.

Why sleep? he thought,
Dreams only remind the waking eyes
that life is better shut.
Depression. He supposed.

Drinking!
Now there's a remedy. He believed.
Live life and attack the bad parts
with a vice. Shut out the wallow
and bathe in the horrors of strife.

He thought, drinking from the bottle
of malice and spite.