Raise up the curtains, and down the liquor bottle

Is everyone in place? Good the show begins. Raise up the curtains and down the liquor bottle your playing the role of fun guy again. Smile and speak with the charisma of an actor who lost his identity once more. No one can see you, your invisible, vanished through the empty red plastic cup. The things you say in your head are heard aloud and the secrecy is spilled all over the floor. Who cares? We'll dance and stumble all over that floor until its dried up by all the passed out bodies. Back for another one? Have four since you want to be numb for when your ass hits the floor. While sitting there think of what prescription lens your beer goggles have on. The music blasts and the cops arrive ready to play their part. The green light to bounce when things are about to go into the red. Good bye girl who rubbed her ass on me like I was toilet paper. Good bye guy who cried on my shoulder who's tears made my shirt smell like even more alcohol. Good bye bathroom ill miss you the most. I arrive home with the spot light on me coming from the kitchen doorway. I make my way towards the final scene stripping off my costume as I go along. I rest my weary head on what my drunk mind thinks are bosoms and begin to close my eyes. The curtain drops and the liquor bottle raised to the end of a glorious night.