Are you drunk enough for today?
Red wine is it? Thick and slow.
Do you see them – the jocund?
Are you alone, sipping for nothing?
A sweater in a pouring rain?
In yapping crowds, half eaten plates,
choose a corner, a careful one,
hide as though you were visible.
What yours, so dear, you protect?
Drink now – enough to forget.
The distant loud music is blues.
Like you care, like you know.
Fill it more, your goblet, with wine.
Cheers to you, here’s to your misery.
Sip your wine, sip it slow. Alone.
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