False Dreams

My brain gets oh so fuzzy
With a drink then I get buzzy

I find myself so smitten
With the amazing words I’ve written.

I dare not self-admonish
Instead my words I find astonish

Til I wake up the next day
And then it seems passé.

I wonder as I write this
Is this just more detritus

I’ll know it when I wake
Oh for goodness sake