Treasure Island

Rahul Aithal

(25th Jan 1967 / Mumbai - India)

Drunk


Swollen cheeks,
blood-red eyes,
heart bleeds,
the head dies.

Senses gone,
memories fade,
king or pawn,
look the same.

I am drunk.

Tongue chatters,
turns traitor,
nothing matters,
fears vapor.

Mind dribbles
weird dreams,
soul fears
endless screams.

I am still drunk.

Submitted: Thursday, December 31, 2009

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