One More

Staring at the empty glass

My thirsty still not quenched

Ask for another drink from the bartender

Trying the pace my next drink

I’m lost in my own thoughts

Self-pity and depression my friends for the night

I play with the glass in my hand that is all ice

Another drink, I signal the bartender

Five drinks in and nothing, not even a buzz

My body is immune to the whiskey

Getting drunk is a costly endeavor

The night proceeds and the alcohol flows

Only mission to get drunk and pass out

Hopefully, I can walk home before I pass out

The night will tell

Another drink, I signal the bartender

Day #137 SJD

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