Tock Tick (Happy Hour Twice)

By forest_for_ever

Sat, 30 Oct 2021
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Tock Tick (Happy Hour Twice)

Happy Hour once repeated

Your Round again I fear

Wobbling, still not defeated

Gravity insistently near

 

A second chance, an empty glass

Fermented vegetables downing

Vacuously spinning the room so vast

All hope of conscious thought is drowning

 

Such brutal battering of the liver

The brain too gives up the fight

Stealth-like death delivers

Reason, rational thought takes flight`

 

Tock Tick time backwards stutters

The toper no longer standing

Long before the slamming shutters

Time expired on the landing

Certificate PG
Poem
In the Late Summer of Life
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by Turlough on

Ah, but surely happy hour is the best time to have the extra hour because the whole point of it is that that's when the strong drink is a bit cheaper.

What you wouldn't want is the adjustment to be on Sunday morning so that you'd have an extra hour of hangover. Oh, hang on a minute ... that is what they really do!

I love your poem. It made me smile. 

Turlough

Submitted by forest_for_ever on

Thank you.  I am an expert on hangovers laugh