Treasure Island

Gary Diamond

(04-10-1984 / Portsmouth, UK)

7th Weekend Of The Year


The weekend had come.
It blended into everything else.
I was drunk through most of it
some old friends had come to stay at the house
and we played a lot of cards.
I didn’t win much but that wasn’t the point.

The alcohol was flowing, the company was good and that was what counted.

On Saturday we had destroyed a guitar.
It was a cheap piece-of-shit balsa wood
and it had smashed after a few strikes.
Nonetheless
it felt good to indulge in mindless
alcohol-based
destruction.

Sunday came around.
I awoke with another hangover
I guessed it must be six by now.
I was impressed
that I had managed
to get drunk
six days out of seven.

It started to get interesting
when we all sat around the same table
with a pack of cards
again.

I came back with ten lagers
some cider and blackcurrant.
We were making snakebite and black.
It tasted like cordial but mixing
the two types of alcohol
was a sure way to get yourself ready
for anything
in a hurry.

Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2008
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