Blue Moon

94) Drunk

I just got swallowed

taken down off the wall

I down it, and you

swallow me: there's

something in the dark

stop: there's something

in the dark, and we laugh

because I don't see the sky

and I don't see the earth below my feet

an echo of dust scattering

is all, that's all. It's hysterical

the way you're pushing me down

and it's hysterical the way

my elbows have bruised and I don't feel it

and I love everyone tonight.

It's hysterical the way you're touching me,

grabbing me, hands and fingers and tongue

moving to and from-

and I don't really like it that much,

but I let you.

There's no why just a knowledge

that you want me in one way or another

(is that bad?)

perhaps I shouldn't have

but you see I did

and perhaps I should regret it

but you see I don't.

 

(10th May 2014)