We’ve Been Had by Wine

elevator music hung in chains

around the chewing.

mauling on newspaper gun shooting headlines

became an insatiable hobby.

milling about on a downward scroll

became minutes.

hurdling through time and space on a numb dime

became breaths of air.

fresh air leaked cigarette smoke.

prescriptions

became addictions.

late nights

became early mornings.

insomnia

became a cat howling to pillow,

licking at wounds which had

long become scars to mark new targets.

lungs

became bags of concrete

and heart

became a lousy sidekick

the phone

became a breathing tube.

respiration happened on a scream.

love happened

between blank stares

and started forest fires in stranger's sheets.

1 wounded 1 MIA.

arms became weapons

and drinks spelled out a looping

sequence of cat-never-catching-mouse,

monotony.

listening became ignorance.

words became sludge.

images became more common than blinks.

and we've been had by wine,

while black and white have

dubbed our favorite grey things.