Morrow

Budweiser dripping,

Producing my puddle of regret,

Discarded bottles strewn around,

A ball of fuzz expanding my skull.

Memory of darkened eyes,

Deafened ears,

Stale breath,

Slurred speech.

Twelve hours of labour,

Pockets now barren,

Jelly limbs try to rise,

Like dominoes, they fall.