String of Pearls

After a bottle of red wine

and a sleeping pill,

I’m still lying here

waiting to

disappear over the hill.

To the place where I can

be a different person.

a life that’s exciting and

my moods never worsen.

I can play a different

character every night,

like the one of the hero

who always wins the fight

or that of the lover

who always gets the girl

and then presents to her

a string of shiny pearls.

Every night it takes

longer to arrive

to this dream world

that makes me feel alive.