Drunk poetry

Admittedly I wrote this drunk,
And performed it yet more drunker,
I thought I could keep time & rhyme,
Slurring words between sips of wine,

I was barely able to stand,
Fans where in the palm of my hand,
Although I'm not quite sure how things were,
Actually it was all much a blur,

Shapes and colours all seemed to merge,
I chose to use all the wrong words,
Adjectives got muddled with verbs.
Pronunciation less assured,

I thought I was cleaver at first,
I thought poetry, they, absurd,
Once sober a lesson was learned,
Judge for yourself the words you've heard.