prick

a prick,
it seems
for now
the blood still runs thicker
than the booze

this shtick,
the thing
you pull
time and time again
to keep from getting old

the things
you say
the words you dare
to speak when you think
everyone's out cold

or who knows
what you think
or why you do,
despite the time,
despite the proof,
you exit on your "highs"
which never come too soon

and I've tried to keep it lie
but the truth lingers in my mind
that we is really I