Crash

As I read my words from last night
They come back to me like a dream I had a couple days ago
As if I wrote down a dream upon awakening, forgot about it, and then picked it up again a few days ago
Except it was no dream
It was my drunkenness
I do not need friends to take embarrassing pictures of me
When I can do it myself
Drink and write, drink and write
I cannot write in this stifling sobriety
I cannot separate cigarette butts from art
Crash crash crash go the words in my ears