Live

She’s already
__________________ flying,
high, too high
to even comprehend
anything I say
so I take the drink,
smile back
and down it.
The familiar
sharp taste
of straight vodka
coats my throat
and I love it.
I join in on the buzz
and get so
__________________ high,
Higher than
ever before
and the music pumps
through my body
as I take another shot
and another
and another
__________________ until
my vision goes blurry
and I’m on top of
half naked guys,
our sweaty bodies
entwined
and all I can do is laugh
because
I can’t remember
the last time
__________________ I
felt
anything but utter
sadness
and I get so happy,
almost too happy
and
I want another
drink;
__________________ Pass
the vodka, bitch!
I throw it back
like it’s water
and I feel like I’m losing
all control
of myself
but that’s okay,
everything’s okay,
I’m happy and then
the party’s
__________________ out.