Drinking used to bring me
closer to G-d. Now it’s being underslept.
It’s not me that’s suddenly weightless,
it’s the world
and I am only part of it, the smallest
and most go with the flowish of all
I am a weed, tossed by wind, watching
everything stronger than
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I am float away. I am
no longer a character, no longer have freedom
everything is awesome, everything is okay
this new drug of choice is
my baby, her will stronger
than her bedtime, her cries strong enough to
rouse the dead, strong enough to keep me
sleepwalking all day.
