Pointless Drunkenness

i got drunk tonight on purpose.
it didn't feel nearly as good
as i needed it to. walked in
and went right to the bar, ordered
my usual unusual shot of hot damn
with a shot of tequila in it. drank
it before the bartender had time to
give me my change. "i'd like another,
please," i told her. "um, ok."
and i drank that one down.

then i started to tell everyone all
my secrets.

i hate it when i do that. :(

came home and passed out, woke up
because of a nightmare.

"came home."

i am not home.

well, i've already been here and posted
about that.

whatever.

denise

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