::02:22:08::

::: This has got to Stop :::

She held her head in her hands
face down, eyes shut
thinking to herself
“Man, this has got to stop!”

Indisposed and queasy
stomach acid swirling
as she crawls
across the floor
straight for the bathroom toilet
salivating and spitting
thick yellow fluid
her empty stomach
has nothing to give
as she grasps for air.

She drinks water
from the bathroom sink
her stomach declines
and she surrenders
to the toilet
once again
struggling to hold
herself up
after her successful emancipation
of unwanted fluids.

She crawls back
and collapses
on the floor
where she collapsed
in the early morning
after a night splashed with
beer, J and B, Crown
Long Island teas and
White Russians
served by a tranny in a wig.

She stares at the ceiling
trying to piece together
the clouded blurriness
of her memory
still a little drunk
she rolls over
onto her side
closes her eyes
trying not to think
and attempts to sleep it off.

Written by: ~ The Floater