1 Poem – John D. Robinson

Posted: July 1, 2020 in Poetry, Prose, Uncategorized
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Raising

 

I came too, sat upright,

and vomited over my

legs: I was shocked,

like the four other

people in the room:

‘Wow!’ I said, raising

myself and gingerly

waddled to the

bathroom as silence

shrouded me,

giving me the will

to carry on with it

all and then reappear

minutes later,

minus my jeans

and a lust

for wine.

 

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