(or why I never had breakfast
with Maggie Estep)

I stand before the urinal
trying not to fall into it.
No regaining composure now.
That last shot of tequila
has turned me into
a human pinball.
Bouncing off the stall
against the wall
getting my pants open
missing, then finding aim
it takes me hours
to button myself back up
hitting the door frame
leaving the pisser
I careen into a table
and almost onto a blonde
her boyfriend snarls at me
she giggles as i tip
my imaginary hat

-- C Rex