Analysis of Pungent Twists Of Bitter Winds

In an alcoholic haze I capture
self-imagery; reflections distort smiles
while melancholy thoughts collapse sweet sighs -
and breath roams pungent twists of bitter winds,
spiralled indulgence laughs at restraint's curves,
it's a downward slide that reaps the echoes
of the mind's swirls of intoxicated
blissful disorientation; whispers
collide with yesterday's dank frustration.

I'll scream and shout the spirit's discomfort
as another liquid vision erupts
with chaotic wisps of violent colour;
there's no escape from sorrow's agony -
no redemption from the mirror's splinters
that slice wild dreams with a delicious ease,
destruction's course opens strange avenues,
and as ever I break relationships
with silence and paranoia's ribbons.