They’ll always revert to size-of-cock
[& what-they-would-do-if-this-that]
as alcohol’s numbing repeats such –
this week’s cache of ex-wife cracks
& tall stories – from short-changed
men – they don’t hear anything – in
pubs they bawl out said-soliloquies
on deaf ears [‘cause no one listens]
except for offers of one more? [But
even then they are still dismissing]
They’ll wake to habitual headaches