Weekend

3 different Jack Daniel's sauce bottles.
Beer and more beer, red sweet wine, white wine, rum.
Milk for breakfast, wine for lunch, beer and rum for dinner and the rest of the night.
Duck with fried potatoes and sweet chili sauce.
Beef with fried potatoes and vegetables.

This weekend I have eaten parts of 2 animals, and drank more than I have in 3 last weeks.

What's the outcome?

Eating meat
Drinking wine
Lips red
Teeth blue
Body and blood

Eating dinner, but we didn't say a prayer.
Going to sleep without getting a kiss.
Crying without making a sound, crying but you cannot see no tears. Invisible quiet crying. Because you're not a baby anymore. They gave you a name, and counted your years, they gave you your diagnosis. Checked you out. Rated you. All sorts of scales. You're now bunch of codes, numbers, percentages. You are a percentage. A crumble in the pie.