APART

I got drunk last night

drowning in a gallon of pisswater

from Jerry's tap

before storming off

into the pouring rain.

I got into a fight or two

with a guy or two

who broke a bone or two.

I spent the night chatting up lovely ladies

most of who ended up being ladies of the evening

but it was after midnight, so�

I ran a mile

walked two

and made a few calls

for various reasons.

It was an interesting evening

that, unfortunately,

completely failed in its purpose

as, this morning, I'm right back to writing to you.