Self Edit Directive

 

Right now
my blood alcohol level
is more booze than plasma
so I gotta confess
I am typing under the influence
so please excuse
this poetic incoherence
though cynics would say
I write better this way

While that stinging critique
is pretty damn funny
my instincts yell
this post won't age well
and will be probably
deleted come morning

That's if I manage to recall
in my self induced 
hung over fog state
that I ever wrote
such a muddled mess
in the first place

Fortunately for me

nobody reads my shit anyway

So what the Hell are you doing

literary slumming here?