That Sweet Sweaty Stink

In the end
you wake up every morning
still drunk
in an awful terrible way
and wobble and shake
into the shower
chug down as much coffee
as your belly can stand
and deep breathe your way
into the morning
with that sweet sweaty stink
that never washes off

By noon you maybe can eat a little
your brain knows food
would be a very good idea
things are picking up
you can think a little
so you cram what work there is
into those few hours left
before its time
to go
to happy hour
and start it all over again