Maybe I should learn how to drink around other people.
It seems like the well adjusted thing to do.
I could put my keys in my hand.
Put my hair down in a sensible order
and waltze merrily down to the corner bar.
Singing obscure songs nobody digs
wearing shirts no one understands
drinking out of glasses no one uses.
I distinctly recall feeling very reassured when I put my keys back on the desk, and took my shoes off for the third time today.