Drunken Perfection
It was a singular instance in time
Forever lost to the ether
A moment of drunken perfection
The perfect monologue
Given at the top of his inebriated lungs
Bellowing in the middle of the street
Where everyone can
And no one will hear
Where no one but she will listen.
The greatest speech he’s ever made
Only to be forgotten
With the coming of the next day’s hangover
