Drinks
Potions didn't take it easy on me last night
When the bartender made me feel like a dipsomaniac,
Everything I saw sadly became a diptych
And carelessly paying a stupefying amount of money
Visions of myself moonwalking on top of the earth
I used to be in a stultifying and a stygian world of mine
But after a couple of shots I think my world became luminous
This poem is about:
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: