Tequila Sunrise

I am feeling sick today, I drank too much tequila and now my stomach is churning in a sickening way. I was supposed to go explore a cave but instead am writing this poem to say that I am also quite groggy but don't pay it much attention. Did I forget to mention the moscato? Last night I drank that too. I don't know why maybe that is just who I am on Thursdays with friends, although now I feel like the nauseous and am wishing it would end. Now, even as I sit here on this bed, I can't pretend to be someone I am not. Too many shots in too little of time. I tried to make a mix drink, maybe a sex on the beach or tequila sunrise. I can't remember. This was also how I spent my September, October, November and December but for now it's March and spring is soon to come. Maybe the flowers will numb the young fire in my soul and console my heart that withers in gold.