Trying something new: drunk blogging.

a poem-

the bottle hits the side of my computer-

it makes a comforting sound.

as I-

take another drink.

I feel dizzy.

and warm.

I want to make this feeling last.

but I'm almost done-

with my last bottle of beer.

I miss you so much-

but you are so very far away.

I cannot change that.

I have conquered a six pack-

all by myself.

and now-

I am drunk blogging.

The moral of this story: do not give me a six pack and a keyboard.

Until next time, stay classy kids.