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Click herenepente’s misadventures
heave and spew
it’s back washed tribulation
bloodshot eyes focus
through a steamy mirror
remembering why night was obliterated
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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Another morning after that's filled with regrets and pledges not to do it again, which are quickly forgotten when another night to party approaches.
but did you mean 'nepenthe' (as having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble.) If you did then I thought it was a brilliant poem.
I like it. I still don't know why. You write poetry that's very different from what usually appeals to me. But I still know a good poem when I read one. :)