Drunken Moments Poem by Alejandro Torres

In a drunken stupor
I regaled you
With tales
Of how I managed combat
Against drinks
And cherry stems
Downing them
With foolish ease
And knotting them
With practiced skill
And somewhere between
My drunken lines
I remembered how much
I utterly l**ed you
Drunken idiocy in hand
My comments weren’t off their mark
And turned into remarks
You shouldn’t know
I put you into context with
Much less mingle you in
But the truth is
Your as integrated into thought
As blood is
In this dying body
And I’ll be lost forever
If I know how to quench this
So visceral
So viscous
In collapsing veins
I sink under further
When your name skirts through
The fragments
That make up this mind
But would it disturb you
Your equilibrium
To know my mind
Can put up pictures
To things
We’ve haven’t voiced
Things you shouldn’t know
I associate with you
But if you did
Would it excite you
To know
That covering everything
You need
Is what I had in mind
Or is it too late
To waver your heart
To mine