The sober morning light
Promised a clear new day
With a harsh resolution
To see things as they were,
But after reflecting about
The woes of the world
For the entire daytime,
She had become jaded
And her judgement faded;
Later that same evening,
She was spotted at a beach
In a wine-colored dress
With bare feet in the sand,
Deliciously inebriated
And watching a pale moon
Rising over caliginous waves.
