the Night That Was

A feeling of unease in the head
Faint recollections of the night past
Memories shrouded in haze

Slight pain in one thumb
reminding me
of me banging my hand against a hard surface
(Reasons for which
are not clear to me
Albeit in all probability,)
in anguish, in angst, in pain

Recollections
of last night
Of cries of bonhomie, chants of love
The brotherhood
The conviavility
The smiling faces
The general merry

Of Vodka shots and glasses of Beer
Getting higher than the Empire State
Of missing a meal (was their Dinner?)
And the Brownie
(the only thing I ate)

Of friends and mates
Pushing me
(to grab an opportunity I didn’t take)
Chiding me
(for missing the opportunity I laid to waste)
Consoling me
“The opportunity will arise again”
Being there for me
When I needed them
Though again, not
When I wanted them

Yes, it was a good night
Last night
One to remember
For the times