Now from whiskey to wine,
Some succulent fruit
That ate away at my mind.
I could taste the bitterness that
Chased every bit.
I emerged foolishly
From the shell I hid behind.
I crawled home and slipped into bed.
The room was closing in,
The bed, spinning unwavering
I nearly choked on the bile
From the poison I swigged.
I grabbed a towel to stifle the sounds
The guttural sounds of my stomach
As my drunkenness fell to the ground.
I vowed to steer clear of the liquor
That hit me so loud.