I Cried Yesterday
A drink to pick you up and rave. A drink to settle you down and cave. A drink to think that all is still well. A drink to clink you out of your shell.
A drink to set you higher than above. A drink to make you fall in love. A drink to make you wish you never had. A drink to slap the drag out of being sad.
A drink to follow as you celebrate. A drink to wallow in your sorry state. A drink to lift to the end of a 12-hour shift. A drink to drown out failure’s sound. A drink to make old strangers stick around.
A drink to make the days turn into weeks. A drink to rob the glow from youth. A drink to put color in your cheeks. A drink to sob away the truth.
A drink to chase the dogs of war. A drink to have just one more. A drink to pull you out of a stinking rut. A drink to turn you into a goddamn nut.
A drink to compliment a cigarette. A drink to douse all regret. A drink raised just for the treacly sentiment.
A drink only for show. A drink to make you miss someone you hardly know. A drink to douse the pain. A drink to change your middle name. A drink to be a little less than sincere. A drink to help you say what nobody’ll ever hear.
A drink to share. A drink to say the hell with being aware. A drink to stop the clock. A drink in your own personal belle époque. A drink to be alone with. A drink to build some brazen pith. A drink to folks you rarely miss. A drink to the bottle’s tidy bliss. A drink to keep company’s morass. A drink to kick perspective in the ass.
A drink to muscle through. A drink to be untrue. A drink to corrupt. A drink to double up. A drink to tip and reel. A drink to skip a meal.
A drink poured in haste to postpone an emergency. A drink spilt in waste for everybody’s anniversary.
A drink to put you in a cab back home. A drink that’ll pawn all you own. A drink to fall asleep to. A drink to open up your eyes through. A drink to swallow your faked renown. A drink to crown every drunk in town.
A drink to kill the past. A drink to make the evening last. A drink to vomit on the host. A drink to toast. A drink as bread. A drink to paint the town a bit more red.
A drink on the house. A drink to the trap’s smashed mouse. A drink to dry some tears of rue. A drink for you. A drink for me. A drink in the worst of company. A drink’s last prayer in the lees. A drink’s loosed stumble. A drink’s power to be less than humble.
A drink filled. A drink that shudderingly downs. A drink swilled with tidy ragged frowns. A drink that borrows from a drink that’s lost. A drink worth the next day’s cost.
A drink that promises all is well. A drink to never tell. A drink to blab secrets and keep sane. A drink for fortune’s churlish gain. A drink to mosey and pretend. A drink to make believe you’re on the mend. A drink to wash away all the bogus sin. A drink to right all the wrong you’ve ever been.
A drink to confine. A drink to free. A drink of that sacramental wine. A drink for Jesus and one for me. A drink in a dodgy alley with a has-been and a never-will. A drink hid behind a well-worn curtain on a grimy windowsill.
A drink to not be seen. A drink to be regarded. A drink to fill a scene. A drink for the newly departed. A drink to shoot. A drink to sing. A drink to salute all the ducks of Beijing.
A drink to know the comfort of another drink to come. A drink to numb. A drink to endorse. A drink that’s lost its bleary course. A drink to marry. A drink to carry. A drink to a quick Reno divorce. A drink to be fed. A drink heavier than lead. A drink to be something better off than dead.
