He asked me whether I was drunk, I think–
I think, because his query was declared–
And though I hadn’t had a thing to drink,
I cried “why yes I am,” and cared to share:
“The stars were never so illustrious
Before this moonless night to light the ground;
My limbs were never so industrious
That I feel I could run the world around;
The air was never fresher, nor so clean,
And never gulped by lungs so hungrily–
Each breath, each step, each sight, I dream!
Officer, I’m drunk on life; in ecstasy!”
“Don’t be a smartass with me, kid,” he said,
Wrote out a fine, and cuffed me on the head.
~Michael Danger Caskey