“Emesis”

 

 

 

“Emesis”

After my emesis,

I was removed from the premesis,

and kicked to the curb like a dog.

My jacket all wet,

a forehead of sweat,

vomit chunks caused a colossal sink clog.

I brushed off advice,

and didn’t think twice,

while making myself shit-faced.

The third bar this week,

the outlook is bleak,

of avoiding further disgrace.