ACROSTINATING

An evening with friends some old some new

Began with beer and swiftly moved on to

Carefree banter with a handful of memories

Dealt as deftly as the

Ever diminishing liquid, topped with

Froth and foam, that left white trails on  

Glasses that clinked on every refill

How and when or why we moved to whisky

I can't say because the past is misty

Just know that glasses were never empty

Kept refilling, Bacchus was smiling while a 

Losing battle slowly played out between 

Mind and Body, thought and action on a 

Narrative slowly spinning out of control

Once amber had stoked the fire, there was

Probably no chance of going back to the

Quiet of before, no potential of

Returning to sanity, no way to

Stem the stuttering, stop the stammering

The teeter and totter of unsteady feet

Under the influence of sweet intoxication

Vacant shtares, plashtered shmiles and

When the bottles were almosht done

Xenial custom demanded a final ship...umm a sip

Yesh yesh why not I thought ... lasht one for the road!

Zounds abshol...abshol...absholutely shplendid