i have never been drunk
not so much as gulped
barely swallowed a sip
dipped my tongue in wine once
recoiled, wincing
and though it had not
touched my teeth
i felt them decay
i have never been drunk, really
on drink
but i have felt
deliciously dizzy
as my face was cradled
and lips kissed
i have not been drunk on drink
but i have felt the weight
lift from my shoulders
as my friend stretched out her fingers
silent, no explanation
and wove them between
the locks of my hair
binding them up
into a beautiful bun
to keep the hair off my neck
as i worked
“being drunk is something
you have to try once”, they say
“i would love to see how you
react. i bet you’d be crying. i bet you’d be bouncing off the walls”
but oh, i already am
leaping, bounding
heart pounding
footsteps sounding
unapologetically loud
oh, i am crying
weeping
empathy creeping
into every part of my being
i am screaming
dreaming
teaching
being
i have not been
drunk on drink
but i have been drunk
on all that matters
careful fingers
flying through hair
and gentle lips
planting soft kisses
on skin
i do not need drink
when i have
all of this.
12:45pm - 15/01/26