Drunk – A Drunk Poem

I’m bored
And pissed 
The worst
Combination.
Someone’s talking
About stabilising
The drug economy
Which doesn’t mean
A fucking thing
To me
Because my drug
Is alcohol
And it’s royally
Legal.
There are seven letters
That mean more to me
That stabilising
The economy,
Perhaps,
And they are:
A
L
C
O
H
O
L. 

Affirmations
And opinions
Interject
Like two streams
Of piss.

No, man,
I don’t,
Care,
About
NASA’s droopy flag,
Or owning,
Spacesuits,
That are frankly
Terrifying,
For some abstract reason,
Like how
They look like
The Michelin man
Or something
Equally
Terrifying.

Im willing to bet
Against the man diagonally
Opposite me;
I’m willing to bet,
That he is pulling bullshit facts
Out of his very own
Faecal matter
That he just rocketed
Out of
His Ass.

Fuck this.
I’m done.

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