Hangover

                            Witness the witless, exsanguinations through the diamond night

                            Spilling guts, shedding emotion, voiding sense, dragging hearts

                            Harrying poor circumspection until it is driven, beaten, withered and accursed

                            Away into the starry skies, from whence it came –

                                Those majestic static pin eyes; white-black forever forms

 

                            Each drink hangs before a prey, the lucky ones spill, the chase is on

                            Limitless fun, all worn frowns delivered, the delicious exorcist is possessed

                            Care trounced, belts sag a notch, and bra straps tilt from a mindless shoulder

                            Silly smiles become the norm and deaf-tipped tongues shout favoured lines –

                                As unimaginably imaginable; stuck needle never nudged

 

                            And shall we go next; to wake the poor sods upstairs?

                            He with her, her with her, he, alone, again and again

                            Such punched-drunk power, sour in all perpetually desolate beds

                            Kicked shoes, kicking kick the damned night's end –

                                Mother sleep the enemy takes down; bringing back tomorrow all that was gone