john o'connell

Rookie (11.12.1949 / Limerick, Ireland)

Hangover. - Poem by john o'connell

the dregs of a late-night
hanging over one,
the aftertaste of alcohol
and tobacco,
the flash backs and twinges
of conscience
after loosening
the tongue.
horrifying reverbations
making one squirm:
'did I really say that? '
and 'no! I couldn't have.'
umpteen apologies,
for the umpteenth time,
to be conjured up.
never, ever, again?

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  • (4/12/2010 11:33:00 PM)

    nature's eye opener
    and body's reminder
    to make a false promise...never: -)
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  • (4/9/2010 3:31:00 PM)

    Damn, this is my theme song.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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