In the scorching hot morning
I woke in a camper in my grandparents' yard
Dizzy, spinning, throat dry
Placed between a hoarder's mess
of cars, tents, and even more campers.
Mutts barked down the road
Bulldogs buzzed against the window
A spider weaved its web above my head
Haloed on each side, drying puddles of yesterday:
Coolers, beer, whiskey, dinner, vodka.
I folded my blankets
Hid the evidence
And went inside for breakfast:
Beer, eggs, and turkey from yesterday.
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skulk3r
written from a memory; usually every year my sister and i gather a lot of my relatives and we all go clean my grandpas yard (he is a hoarder lowkey) while having some drinks, then finishing the night off with some house bingo and playing cards. the day of i had woken around 7AM , started drinking and mowing the lawn then, and just kept going past midnight- i think i had 2 cases + an 8 pack and then was also drinking whiskey and wine throughout. Went to bed spinning in my head and woke up with puke around me.