My previous day logged into the next day, or was that the previous day?. on this full pink moon …no…wait that was last night’s night before…Fallen growler of rye Pilsner staring at me with its empty eye socket, empty of his spirits,..

Did i also stumble intoxicated into my cot…

hug my pillow till it left me numb and mindless?

..I hoist my soul with espresso soaked in caffeine, 

...lighter fluid for Rip Van Winkles cognitive carburetor...

The coffee eases in like a well worn Datsun key

& I start my day