Goddam. Stumble to the kitchen, down those friggin' stairs.
Find the ½ pint for mornings
Get sorta right, put on pants, shirt
Walk to the Center, get a pint at 8:00
And start walking home, drinking, in public.
No shame, no cares.
All of Hartford going to work.
I gotta get to work-not till 10:00.
Have a drink boys-your loving bride awaits you!
Yeah-right, she awaits something.
Fuck, I'm tired. Get some blow on the way in.
I wish I was back on heroin.
Gotta puke again.
Mom calls, says I'm drinking again.
How does she know?
I haven't talked to anyone today.