i lost it and

i still search for it,

all day i look for it,

and at night i finally say it:

"who am i

how did i get here?"

you tasted like beer

but it was fruity,

it was

bloody and sweet and intoxicating.

we fell asleep

and it was

awful,

i havent slept worse since i came here

but i was so joyous to finally

find my bed occupied with a girl.

tonight i would have slept again

with you,

i will soon,

i will,

if i am drunk and lonely

your chest is the perfect refuge for me.