some spunk for a shit-faced drunk

I read Faulkner in the evening

downed a bottle of cheap brew -

and deep thoughts I was receiving

blasted aliens be weaving

their rays at me and feeling

what an earthling was perceiving

went to bed and glared, "adieu".


But the night was all confusion.

Oh my darling, where are you ?

Last night's expletive profusion -

didn't mean I am not true!


In my mind, "The Grand Illusion"

It's my loneliness I fight

steely darkness and delusions

torment me, no end in sight



Creepy monsters overtake me

Misty clouds grow within

Fear reigns...Love, don't forsake me!

My heart sinks, sweat beads on skin



Then, the night is dissipating

New strength's found, it grows within

Sun is here, I'm celebrating

Raise my glass to stars that thin!



In the trees the birds are singing

In the orchards lilacs bloom

Love is here, my heart's springing

No more nasty, yucky doom!


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