Ideal Teetotaler

I have been drunk a few too many 
times on perfect thoughts. The rock
bottom ideal has shattered what was
left and right of skull, leaving an earless
head. Don't give me a book. Don't see
my point. Don't ask. Curiosity may 
kill cats, entrap bats, and end rats,
but all it does to me is unmake 
my cells, death by excellent death.