RSM0812

Hungover

The cardinal life, no regret,

Not one care to forget.

Spark it up, drink it down

Say goodbye to all your frowns

Reminisce in the abys

Of sexual compliment,

And with a kiss, and snakelike hiss,

Of obsessed relent.

I do declare, I’d stay for time.

With my red Merlo wine.

But instead i\'ll lurk.

And go to work.

Fixated all the while.