alcohol

Pale pink hues,

The glass carves tear drops.

Spin the bottle.

Feel it flowing in her veins.

Three times more,

waiting for the release.

She hits the floor.

Wishing she could remember

The words,

Drifting

Above her mind.

Like a marionette

He lifts her limbs.

Dancing,

The vibration drains her.

All she remembers

Is an empty glass

standing on the table.