A poised drunkenness. The perfect balance of drunkenness. A lucid drunkenness, like lucid dreaming. Which we can steer where we want. Which we can direct. Orientate in the right direction.
Lubricated.
All this drinking is preparatory. We’re preparing a way out.
Happy drunks. Everyone drinking, and involved each other’s drinking. Everyone up. Everyone happy. And supportive of each other’s drinking. Nurturing each other’s drinking.
Drink is the question. Drink is the answer. Both at once.
Drink is the answer, probably. Or is it the question?
Stop being so clever. I despise clever.
Work in Progress 