Written by: delysia hendricks

You look askance because I'm drunk
your nose a-twitch; I stink like skunk
for days I've liquid-dined
no solids only wine
happily gorged on grog and gunk

Once scrounging on the streets, homeless
I now live life in blissful bliss
of bondage I am free
on one big drinking spree
which in itself spells happiness

With jeans and watch by Armani                
you, perfumed doll, though sober be 
to survival shackled
securely manacled
but guess who won the lottery?

To you, Free.  Sadly, our world is a judgemental one.  <3<3<3