A Poemdog

Dogs 2011

PUNCH STUNK
(8/19/11)


"quick!

smoke
this!"

I looked
at him
as if
he were holding
a wet turd
between
his fingers

"you know
that I don't
smoke"

I said this
straight faced
after sitting
for six hours
in a smoky
bar

he turned
frantically
to look out
the rear window

"you've
got about
30 seconds
and that cop's
going to be here
to smell you
in all
of your
alcoholic
glory"

I considered
my options

it had been
my idea
to go out drinking
on the night
that I got
my driver's license
back
after a six
month
suspension
for my second
DUI

I drove
of course

I wanted
to celebrate
in the proper
mode

years later
finally
in AA
I would have
no trouble accepting
that second step
knowing
without a doubt
that most
of my actions
in the previous
24 years
had been
quite
insane

I would
become
a believer

but on that
frigid February
northern Maine
evening
3 drunk
driving arrests
and 9 years
of self abuse
away
from my
absolute bottom
I stupidly thought
that I was
still quite
the operator

"light me"

I told him
as we listened
to the patrolman's boots
crunch
the snow
toward us