Why did you do it?

A poem by Danny Kendall

How do I explain this?!
 Well, I love alcohol.
 No
 I have some taste,
 No joy for that pisswater some people drink
 I love the way a good drink
 glides down the throat
 how after a few
 I become
 out of sync with the world
 happy!
 what a quaint notion today!
 My extremities tingling
 As if every movement,
 my body is hugging me.
 Will I apologize for what I did?
 Well, what seems appropriate in the hot embrace of night,
 seems abhorrent in the cold light of day.
 So yes
 of course I would,
 does that answer your question?