Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Befuddled With Liquor

befuddled with liquor
hearing noises in the distance
unclear fuzzy thinking
faculties blown
lah-lah-land feeling
outer space beyond comprehension
inhibitions gone
someone maneuvers your body
you do not care 
fences gone
whatever happens happens
a dangerous place

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Rhona Mcferran August 7, 2019 at 2:20 PM Perfectly described... and disturbing in just the right way! A timely poem, well done!! *clapping* Caren Krutsinger August 7, 2019 at 8:59 PM Thank you so much! I am always doing the STAR word STAR on this site too! Glad there are two of us doing it!

Richard Lamoureux August 6, 2019 at 1:28 PM A good warning, it’s been a long time since I’ve been this drunk. Fortunately I was not dressed provocatively at the time. ;0) The women I was hanging out with didn’t take advantage of my diminished state. Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 8:06 PM You were one of the lucky ones, Richard, and I am glad for you. Many were not as lucky.

Kim Rodrigues August 6, 2019 at 8:46 AM That final line’s precarious! So true and haunting. Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 11:44 AM I am warning people who will never read this, as they are too young to get on this site. Ha!

Ann Foster August 6, 2019 at 12:39 AM Oh my, I believe I have been to that place, and never wish to return. Excellent feel to everything, which made me slightly woozy. Wonderfully so. Great write. Ann Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 4:53 AM I have been there too obviously....

M. L. Kiser August 5, 2019 at 8:09 PM From what I recall of my younger years...yep...that's about it. Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 4:53 AM It is more dangerous now apparently.

Eric Ashford August 5, 2019 at 6:29 PM Very cool write Caren! Been there done that (many times). Slainte! Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 4:53 AM I knew some could relate probably. I was surprised how many are so honest about it. One tiny sip and I am under a table asleep.