TEN TALL EMPTY BEER CANS

Ten tall empty beer cans stand

like skyscrapers on the table

emerging from these canisters

the smell of stinky stale beer

souvenirs of the night before

reminders of the debauchery,

the decadence of the evening

the sad side effect of the elixir

insanity ruminating within me

like a bovine chewing its cud.

 

There in the morning after

I struggle sadly in the moment

an instant of agony an eternity

small still photographs in time

etched with pain and misery

like a needle each recall pricks,

each minute memory stabs me

emotions of the past bubbling

a geyser of passions relived

subsiding reborn in an instant.

 

  

 

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consequences--always

consequences--always consequences