he got to the party and right away it began
he started drinking like bukowski but without the experience
so it was a good time
with some sickness in the cracks of it all
but after a blur of drinking, dancing, and small talk
he had begun to slow down.
and finally woke up to vomit speckled shoes and a slight headache
with a vague memory of hearing everyone count down to the new year
while kneeling at the toilet
but there are no regrets
just limits learned
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