Floating in space

I watch him on the reflection on my screen. On days he goes mad. Those days he breaks up things after a bout of binge drinking.I sit unperturbed, on my side of the bed watching the ISS capture the orb, fleeing. Yet, the blackness of space, largely reflects, the ugliness of his being. It has …

An elegy of an alcoholic

​I am your half-drunk, slobbered, speech, Manifest when senses are half asleep. When mind stops reasoning and the heart, Well, what about the heart? An impetus that never had a say,  Beats on in disillusioned dismay. Two faces, framed in a mirror of inconvenience,  Where both see some, find some, don't see some and ignore, …