Hangover

i am hungover
so is i

a cup of filtered coffee
so is i

gazing at my shoes, stained
so is i

headaches, crumbs, hungry
so is i

people wandering around me, confused
so is i

feeling of fresh haircut, trimmed
so is i

the sound of birds chirping in the morning
another sleepless night
smiling, absurd
so is i

it's quarter to three, time to go home
so is i

sleeping in the warm embrace of the other
so was i

the eternal serpent
moment of shedding
so is i

bleeding noble blood
blood of a human
still alive
so is i

i spoke, i spoke
of my delirium
caravans made of gold
savaged by bandits
piles of heads
so is i