Alcoholic Illusions

ALCOHOLIC ILLUSIONS

I yawn and pass out spinning into darkness.

Waking up after a good long rest, I turn over and watch her.

Squirming and moaning in her morning stretch.

As her eyes open, she smiles a smile that allows me to hop out of bed into the coldness.

She yawns and says to me, “I love you”, as she purrs.

I think to myself, “what a wonderful catch”.

I mean, I’ve fished and I’ve played, but I’m caught just like she is.

Independent, but dependent on my love, she is who I’ve dreamt of and who I’ve wanted for years.

As I bend over to hug her and engage in a kiss, my alarm clock goes off with an awakening buzz.

My eyes are full of sleep and I’m still full of beer, for man I’ve passed out and awaken in a reality of shit and tears!

It was an alcoholic illusion, just an illusion.

Emmmmmph

Emmmmmph.

I think I had too much to drink

Emph

Just an alcoholic illusion.

Just an illusion