A Drinking Song

          half drunk on
                    two and a half glasses
of wine and song


          tipsy with
                    Christmas spirit and half
of the bottle


          staring and
                    licking sticky lips at
very long legs


                              six  small shots
                    seven short pours
          (more while no one’s looking)




          half drunk on
                    three and a half glasses
of bared ankles


          heat coursing
                    through happy veins in four
loose happy limbs


          finishing
                    off the last half-bottle
of cheap white wine


                              running  two
                    hot little hands
          through luke-warm dishwater




          half drunk on
                    that half-a-bottle of
love and laughter


          swaying hips
                    and flirty green dresses
wishing goodnights


          sweet toxins
                    to keep the night lusty
when all goes still


                              all but three
                    or four glasses
          of hot blood in the veins