I wake up on the side of the road
I have no idea how I got here
My head feels like a lead zeppelin
My pants are soaked in piss
My shirt is plastered to my chest with vomit
My lungs are still smoking
I reek of cheap alcohol
Was I with a stripper last night
or was that last year?
I look up at the golden sky
The song White Bird is soaring
through my mind
and I think:
It's a beautiful day...
Jeffrey Philip Clegg
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blinded-by-the-light/
