Glimpse Behind the Curtain

At my age, I believe I live enough. Except life is what you make it; a mixture of personal experience. I indulge in carnal pleasures to hit a climax of an euphoric ecstasy. The kiss from whiskey- It’s rough and harsh while burning my lips, yet it caresses my throat with a pleasant singe. Another morning of awkwardness with a wayward seductress. She came and went like a thief in the night, but we were entwined in erotic poetry; a sultry confidante of my vulnerabilities. Just another sip of fresh poison, and I delve into paradise. However, the intoxication remains the same as I mesh with other restless strays. We’re all on cloud nine at this party! The lights, music and substances are plentiful for the burdened and heavy-laden. There’s rest for both wicked and weary here- Lay your demons down! Maybe I’m in need of absolution… or I’ll continue to construct these thoughts as the room is spinning