I saw a drunken man
Moving from a tavern
For-o- it was not him
He was but in a new world
In the city of drunkards
I saw his body, not him
The eyes stared blankly
And the movements were of such a stagger.
I saw him- a drunken man
Struggling to balance up his head
For he had lost the center of gravity.
He danced in tune to the music from his own World
He boxed someone invisible to me- or something!
And shouted a “wow!” for a victory.
To him, he caught something in the air
And stared at his palm-with laughter!
I saw a drunken man-no, his body
For the voice was neither his
Nor were the senses
But the alcohol’s
For he drank himself senseless
And lost his wits to alcohol.