Distilling Vapidity

Pickled percolating bile Prances up my prickled throat Whiskey guides my exile While arrogance digs a moat Brain reeking like a dog pile Mighty flush to spin that float Jackhammers ravage my brain As my eyes toil to flutter Elements of vast disdain Yelp out within this clutter Bacchus yanks me on his chain While I glide in my gutter Bruises pop out everywhere Witnessed in that cracked mirror Vomit caked-up in my hair Revolt doesn't flash clearer Locked within my distressed stare Oblivion creeps nearer What is this taste on my tongue? Flavor sticks like a bar floor Profusely coated in dung Or perhaps scattered with gore From my decimated lung Snubbing to fight anymore Heaves wobble within my chest As my legs buckle under Intestinal aches protest My ever-loving blunder Jameson's uncouth houseguest Possesses me to plunder I lack triggers of restraint Base urges strive to throttle My dim sanity's complaint Longing shrivels to twattle Before my spirit grows faint I reach out for that bottle...