Conscious Alcohol I

Part I
The Beginning

Shit! I can not remember
Is it June? or is it December?
Is it hot? or is it cold?
Why have I come out without no clothes?

The drool that dribbles down my chin
And makes the pool which I sit in
The spew that’s sprayed up on the wall
As passers by just stand and gawp
“You fucking piss head” a resounding retort
As I gather my shit and head for a door

A bouncer is drawn by my attention
Of a crazed off state with no direction

“You ain’t coming’ in” is the sound I hear
Relayed as “There’s gonna be plenty of beer”

So I stagger and sway in a hazy state
To be hit with a barrage and a fist full of hate
“So fuck you too” as I bolt for the door
With a slip and a slide I collide with a wall

Now was that there I just can’t remember
No time for me just to surrender
Exiting out on all fours
These concrete slabs resemble my floor!

The night is a blurry stream of lights
A plethora of legs with lads up for the fight
So I skulk along in an inebriate state
Only to have cabs drive by with hate

So now we fast forward as I lie in bed
My head wrecked and pounding it could wake the dead
Numbers inscribed along my forearm
And lipstick smeared on my cheek I’m alarmed!
As I turn and roll over a shock and surprise
For one beautiful lady lay there by my side.