to raise a glass

i asked Jake

once, what made him drink

so much.

why drink and make

yourself sick

in the morning

for that fleeting moment

of immortality

the night before.

and he said.

i drink when i'm sad.

when i'm grieving some loss.

i drink when i'm happy

when things

are going well.

there is never not a reason

to make a toast

and raise a glass.