Buying boxes, bubble wrap, and packaging tape Emptying all the drawers out and throwing away The coupons expired, the ticket ignored Thereâs no need to park here anymore I have whiskey on my breath and Iâm stammering A slurred request for something stronger in my next drink I donât have the courage to speak Title page, previous works Dedicate to spouse and to son A foreword, a prologue, brief epigraph âYouâre gonna failâ in Latin Crossing the room here feels like crossing rivers In a video game I played when I was ten The worst part is right now I canât remember One good thing happening I have whiskey on my breath and Iâm stammering A slurred request for something stronger in my next drink All the whiskey on my breath it is ruining Any chance Iâll get to not embarrass myself Walk up to you and say helloâ¦