Dry Drunk

This is the dry drunk thing
they tell us about
when we're as dumb as a box of rocks
and barely able to walk.

It never makes sense
till it happens
and by then
the train's in runaway mode
and about all you can do
is just hang on.

At least at first.

My go to place
for pain like this
is any kind of relief within arm's reach,

so its probably a good thing
I don't run a liquor store or a pharmacy or a whore house
because the last thing someone in dry mode needs to do
is make whatever it is
wet.

I'll ride it out.
Maybe get a clue or two about stuff
and be better eventually.

But in the meantime,
you might want to stay back a bit
so I don't tear your arm off
or whine you to death
or fall in love.

• On Friday, February 29, 2008, MGood (80) wrote:
  
  fuck. why you gotta tell everybody exactly how i feel? what is it that they say- 'Live to Ride and Ride to Live'? we'll be just fine. groovy poem! ~M
  
  
• On Friday, November 30, 2007, Six-Out (1604) wrote:
  
  I'm typing this, as I take my heavy sigh. Man, I don't even know what to say. Your last few. wow.
  
  
• On Friday, November 30, 2007, saintedmad (1424) wrote:
  
  that... ending.... isnt that what we do? rip, tear, shred. .. love. amen.
  
  
• On Friday, November 30, 2007, Alanarchy (1483) wrote:
  
  Your moods are all but suffocating. But in a good, poetry induced sort of way. Write on.
  
  
• On Friday, November 30, 2007, Sketso (730) wrote:
  
  Well said, for brutal honesty. Can I claim this as my theme?
  
  
• On Thursday, January 15, 2009, Sketso (730) wrote:
  
  that ending still kicks my ass... and I still want to claim the whole thing as my theme. :) A 2nd (and more) kudos to you!
  
  
• On Monday, July 27, 2009, Sketso (730) wrote:
  
  and on and on and on... it's still that ending that kills me.
  
  
• On Friday, November 30, 2007, thelostmessenger (151) wrote:
  
  ha! wow isn't this so true. great write! it tells it how it really is. *messenger