An Empty Glass

Prisma on iPhone

I did some things today of which I am not proud.

So why did you do them?

I’d rather not say.

Have you lost control?

The whiskey…

Had you taken whiskey before you dumped the bug-ridden flour into the mixing bowl?

No.

Had you taken whiskey before you masturbated as you watched her dance?

No.

Had you taken whiskey before you discovered the unlocked open door, the one you purposely closed and locked for the third time?

No.

So why is the glass empty?

I drank the whiskey. To relax. To be. Or not.

That’s okay my friend. Shall I pour us another?