I am not now in fortune’s power:
He that is down can fall no lower.”
– Samuel Butler (1612 -1680), English satirist
(Booze Abuse, Liquor Rancor)
bitter anguish of pilsen ordeal…
denatured agony of alcohol distress…
distilled torture of bottled misery…
pale rage of brewed fury…
… ahh, this infuriating hang-over!
is it not perplexing how men
time and again turn to drink
despite misery from pilsen
and liquors that reek or stink?
is it not confounding why men
love to raise goblets in toast
in reckless, wanton abuse, when
sooner their livers will roast?
clink and stink
sober and somber
(c) 2004 Chito L. Aguilar
Photos copyright (c) 2012 by Chito L. Aguilar