The drunkening is underway
and I’ll say it wasn’t my fault
but I know it was
fully an occurrence
of my own choosing
I’ll heartily swallow
the rotgut whiskey
and without memory
stumble back
to the train station
avoiding law enforcement
on auto pilot
I’ll catch the right train;
sip an extra large coffee;
get off at the right stop
be awakened early morning;
head butts from anxious mutt
wanting to shit
before a rising sun
I’ll say it wasn’t my fault
but I know I’m full of shit
the world knows it
I know it
Even the dog defecating freely
on a foggy morning
before a rising sun knows it
Apparently, I didn’t fool
a single fucking soul.