It took two days,
but I cleaned out
all the beer.
Tonight, I am thinking
margaritas.
There is enough rum
for Cuba Libras
tomorrow,
and for Mai Tai’s the day
after.
By then it will be a choice
between
red wine and whiskey.
At some point we will need
more booze,
or,
you will realize that you
are the reason
I drink.
Awakened Words 
Great ending! Well, I guess that depends upon who is reading it.;)
I would guess that this poem would resonate with some people. I would guess, pessimistically, that there will be more booze!
ouch.
that last bit def puts it in perspective
painfully
ugh…that is painful indeed…
Ugh…that is painful. You painted a strong picture with your words!
That last line… a punch in the gut.. but soo good… truth sometimes has to be dulled like that.
owwwiii! who me???!!!??? Yeah, have a Vodka and chambord for me, too 🙂
Wondered where you were going with this, but the ending is brilliant.
Something tells me it will be the former, not the latter.
I AM the reason you drink. I HOLD YOU DOWN and pour the stuff down your throat. I AM WHO makes you rstless, irritable, and discontent, when you have gone a number of hours without a drink. It is ME, the one who instill into your system that phenomenon of
C R A V I N G …
It is also my doing which gives you the EFFECT you love so much, that is produced by drinking alcohol.
Some day you’ll thank me–grin!!!
any excuse to fill a glass…? sometimes. 😉
That felt like a shot. All the power at the end, sending that little shiver up your spine. Well done!
“You are the reason I drink” (or you are the excuse I use to drink). Well written and really brings the point home. Known a few in my lifetime who’ve found similar “excuses.” Sorry, no one can force us to do something unless we also choose too, or unless we are just looking for a “crutch.” It’s called “free will,” and we all make our own choices. Choose wisely!
sadly, all too relate-able, that punch-in-the-soul ending.
Ouch, ouch, ouch! Painful. Yet very funny as well.
and a shot of bitters right at the end…what a great piece. A cocktail and a list and a sharp crack of broken glass. Nicely done.
My friend would give you a good talking to. She would say no one makes you do anything, you allow it. I usually sulk and thank her later.
Well done, Mark.
Haha! I love this! So real life. Been there, done that!
Wow! That would be a striking way to get the message across.