Rock Bottom Self Esteem Poem by John Sensele

Banter at the bar
Immersed in red wine
Stumbling on groggy knees to my car
Feeling far worse than the swine whose spine

I belittle, peeling ten feet tall
When red wine in my blood circulates
As I shamble to a cigarette stall
For a puff, wondering if my mind undulates

Or dilates, reeking of booze to rationalize the sorry state
In which I swim, knowing not whether I'm going or coming
So pitiful is the feeling roaring when my feeble foot kicks a crate
That wonders what lunacy my mind is forming

As I crush with a thud
A thousand stars laughing
At the discomfiture I surrender to the mud
Lampooning my souse status stuffing.