Alcohol is an insidious beast. It lures and lulls us, excites and invites us to dance with it. Even the servers join in. And then it kills us, unmercifully, with no compassion. We bleed out quickly from its quick jabs and stabs, then die. How we wine and dine it, as we spiral down from it…and if we are lucky enough to survive it, we wallow in our hangover haven. And then we grasp for another, as quick as a feather, drawn from a gargantuan beast. And so it goes, so it continues as the beast cuts down past the sinews…to our heart it travels, while we unravel…destiny waits…impatiently.