unexplained and not understood

a drunken spill
inarticulate, slightly unthought out clear sounding rambles
from my, slightly un-uninhibited state of mind
expression in the fore sight
whilst i repeat and reverberate the mumbles of my mind
in that way where its all so aburpt
and uncalled for, unthought of
my splutters, spilt beer
as she sits there confused in the room
bar, by my unconventional behaviour
which needs explanation

so simple in my head
to the point where closed book philosophy is a skill
for, there's no room for fake pretenses here,
just, face silence and awkward movements
covered with blutters and sly eyes
those give away tail tails
which have no tip
no slip to articulate
spelt out, conveyed un inturptertational bollocks
that has no heed in my space
my place of many meanings 
all spinning into wool
welcome to cardigan