My Last Shot Poem by Daniel McCann

I only realise how drunk I am when I look in the toilet mirror.
'Wow you are wasted'.
I swear I had more money than this? let me wet my hair.
'That's better'.
I swear ive just sobered up, I look good. Im sober,
but now my moneys wasted.
'So what? The blonde in the corner is waiting for you
You know what to do
go and by one last shot'.
Okay.
Im gonna go and buy- no, no im not coz theres a condom machine
and this is all the money Ive got.
'No, go and buy one last shot,
she will take the pill she wont give you a baby in a cot. She wont'.
She didnt, she gave me an std coz of the condom I forgot.