Head spinning, thoughts mixed with wine seem to dance
to the tune of regrets found in the memories now past
silence able to dig them out while I drink the wine fast
in attempts to swallow them all, but they advance
taking hold of my mind as I drown in wasted sorrow,
a moment of my life with no yesterday or tomorrow.
Voices dead to my ears resonate with vivid loudness
and long gone kisses feel fresh on my lips as I drink
faster now, keeping up with life flashing on a blink
of what is to be a moment of dubious soundness.
How they coalesced with the redness in the glass
intoxicated memories and regrets that won’t last.