ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 7
IT WILL WAKE
the drunken species
unable to protect itself
too loud too unsteady
dancing fighting kissing crashing
so sorry it can't stop crying
so happy it can only expect more
surrounded by accidents
every sentence it starts ends in confusion
lovable meanspirited lost
looking for the key pissing its bed
a slap a tumult the sway
as helpless as it is dangerous
can't tell it no can't stop worrying about it
sad really a threat only to itself
but n o --reckless friend of death
when passed out the worry is it will wake