One time
I kept on piling alcohol,
Even my glasses wouldn’t help me see.
I don’t know.
My phone ran out of battery ~10pm,
I kind of didn’t know anyone,
“Utterly fucked,”
The autopsy might have giggled
With a morbid use of irony
If I had died.
Well I didn’t die, but fuck,
Pour me another shot of something,
“I am too young and too beautiful,” someone said,
“To be so bruised.”