dry drunk

Dry Drunk.

Big party, plenty of food, wine,
music and dance. “Another drink?”
“No thanks,” “wine?” “I’m alright.”
Face hurt all this smiling and laughing.
“You alright?” The mask had slipped,
“sure, yes, grand party.” Twelve, time
to go home, “Stay a little longer.”
Dry throat, headaches, this is going to
last forever, two o’clock!
My god, can’t stand this any longer,
I’m going home, where is my coat?
Sobriety brings little rewards