Platysseus

Things that you see when you're drunk off your face Don't tickle your senses like arsenic and lace. Yet thousands of thoughts sometimes weave through your brain Like teary eyed demons dancing in the rain. I once saw an android get kissed by a bird. Her wings large and black, her beak quite absurd. When I asked them what time the next bus would arrive I was told 'Only Eligible Monsters Survive'. Thinking both quite balmy, I opted to walk But the dazzling streetlights turned my legs to chalk. I fell on my face, felt the spikes hit the tar. And wondered exactly what I'd drunk at the bar. I slept, I think, for a minute or twenty. And of weirdn