winedrunk argument
i disregard calamity
but
sit here anyway in disgrace
of my younger peaceful self
an icepack
a bloody dishcloth
sown to the dirty dictionary
of my mouth
offended you
offended me
offended us
shake the wine bottle
hoping for a little more salvation
but find it gone
like my dignity
and the good hours
that were left
in this
night.
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