late wine and secret optimism
which is gone by morning making way
for bloodshot eyes
and limbo
in which real lies are realised
and suddenly
the thoughts that plague you
feel so insignificant
if just for minutes
giving you
a clarity and slight release
before it catches up with you
so dizzy
apathetic
it will never feel perfect
but at least
it shows you everything
with blurred perception
long enough
to make sense fuzzily
of something hurting
and so trivial
maybe next time
answers come
instead of helping you
forget the question