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Oblivion in Recession
The legs started going,
kept awake with water,
breathing,
arrogantly telling myself
I’d stay straight.
Drank gin and wine,
went out,
tried to buy more,
unshaven,
filthy white shorts,
lost, rolling on lawn,
somehow got home.
Monday, waiting for offie,
looked like death,
fear in eyes
of passers-by,
waiting for drink,
drink relieved me.
drank all day,
next day,
double brandy
just about settled me,
drank some more,
thought constantly
I’d collapse;
then what?
Fit? Coronary?
Insanity? Worse?
Took a Heminevrin,
paced the house
all night,
weak legs,
lack of feeling
in extremities,
drank water
to keep the
life functions going.
Next day,
two Valiums
helped me sleep.
By eve,
I started to feel better.
I made my choice,
and oblivion has receded,
and shall disappear.
Comments
Carl Halling
Tue, 2020-09-22 04:44
Yes, very soon, Teddy...
Some how or other, I managed to capture how I was feeling in rough journal or diary notes, a Sunday and a Monday, and at a much later date, I was able to versify it. Of course, this was the early 1990s, long before the wide availability of alcohol, and you had to wait for an off-licence/offie to open. Yes, there was a resolution, once the valiums had kicked in, I was able to undergo the slow, terrible process of recovery. I've barely drunk since, there have been relapses, but they were very short-lived. I'm so pleased you respect this so much, that means a lot, thank you so much your reviews are fantastic, I love them. Carl.
Carl Halling
Tue, 2020-09-22 08:53
Hi Mark, and thank you for commenting...
Great to hear from you, yes things got bad, looking back I can see how avoidable and unnecessary it all was, but I'd say that of any kind of overindulgence in alcohol or drugs, self-destruction in general, in fact, life is simply far too precious for all that, I only wish I'd realised that at the time. I am pleased to hear you started keeping journals, many of my verses have emerged from these, I wish you all the very best with it. Carl.