HangoverA Poem by JessicaGadzialaHe is a red wine headache- vague memories of a night meant to go better and morning's regret. Feeling strangely out of place dissheveled and full of that suddenly all-too frequent dissapointment in my actions or myself. He is that aching in my temples- the light that hurts my eyes- the insistant wobbly feeling in my belly telling me I should have given him up ten bottles or a year ago. The asprin is a bandaid And the tea I cuddle in my hands like a lifesaver is folk remedy passed down woman-to-woman for generations like maybe if we put the kettle on it can cure all even make the pain go away but at the end of the day it is a choice I make to take him off the shelf again and drink deep a habit I am allowing myself to keep despite the repercussions. "hangover"- 9-16-13- jessicagadziala
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3 Reviews Added on November 4, 2013 Last Updated on November 12, 2013 Tags: poem, poems, poetry, creative writing, writing, personal, love, relationships AuthorJessicaGadzialaNJAboutMy name is Jessie. Coffee addict, bibliophile, crazy bird lady. Sometimes I write. more..Writing
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