Hungover

I had to write a poem for class where we take our audience through the senses of something; how something tastes and feels and such, this is what I came up with

Hangover

 

The room is still spinning, which reminds me of last night

Where after the Patron I was at one with the Earth and felt its rotation

 

I say my hangover gives me powers

Like I’ve been bitten by a radioactive spider

Give me a mask, and I’ll save the world.

 

For instance my eyes can barely stand the light of the sun pouring in my window

I know I am seeing every beam and ray

I once read there is no such thing as dark

Dark is only the absence of light

Profound thoughts that make my head hurt now.

 

My ears can’t stand the sound

Stop yelling

I bet I could hear you talk about me a mile away

 

Too early for a drink?

Then don’t kiss my mouth

Love won’t be the only thing you’ll be drunk off of

 

 

Reviews

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I love how the last line changes the whole perspective of the piece, exceptional :)

[Emily Feret]

Thank you so much!