Insomnia plaguing me since forever dwindled away slowly. My night devils stopped agonising me. I immersed in the sweet symphony of this elixir. As I sluggishly yank the cord attached to the blinds on the window the next morning, The murky daylight glistening my bedroom, Threw a ray upon my desultory eyes. The nightcap, the sweet sweet nightcap soon wore off. I staggered taking in my crumbling realm around me. My jalopy thoughts botching up my day. Again. Clashing feelings bubble. Distilled. Ready to bottle. A small whimper drizzled my weather bitten lips. The vinyl playing, 'Afrodisiac' fixed on a sweet turntable, Came to my rescue. I fled along with the warm chords. The vibrations stretching me to vast galaxies. An ephemeral melodious truth, shorter than a bad blind date. Hiding the smiles of yesterday. Tragedy resembled fermata, filling the room with sacred stillness. The sultry merlot added to my honeyed relaxation. I chuckled at my muckibus state. I Sucked on solace, a sour vinegar popsicle. The entrenchment of social stratification slashed my life's tapestry in shambles. An ingénue not doing drugs but the pills. Self-pity and cruelty smoothed the way to my appalling behaviour. I try hard to push away my pathological inability to let go of the past. My mental fatigue leaves me aghast Even though I sometimes laugh.