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Epic and Autobiographical (A Versified Finale) An Autobiographical Narrative: 1990s 2

by Carl Halling
08/21/14
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An Autobiographical Narrative: 1990s

The Loonie's Last Reckoning,

Based largely on events that took place

On the 16th of January 1993,

Was initially an adaptation

Of an autobiographical fragment

Possibly penned around 1996,

Which was then edited, reassembled

And versified for publication

As Remnants from Writings Destroyed 1

At the Blogster website

On the 10th of March 2006.

While in time, it was incorporated

Into an early version of the memoir,

Rescue of a Rock and Roll Child,

Known as Spawn of the Swinging Sixties.

Only to be unearthed in late 2011,

And wedded to a versified translation

Of notes made probably around 1992,

Shortly before the events

In question took place,

And then awarded a striking new title.

The Loonie's Last Reckoning

It was late in the afternoon

Of the 17th of January 1993

That my whole

Intoxicated universe

Finally exploded

Drink me one day = 10 vodkas

7 1/2 pints 14 wines

1 bottle of wine + 6 gins + 4 pints

Or 2 bottles of wine + halfs then 4 pints

Or bottle of wine + 5 pints +

Cans and shorts

Saw myself as a loonie

Of the Lunatic Underground

It was late in the afternoon

Of the 17th of January 1993

That my whole

Intoxicated universe

Finally exploded

Five + Two = Seven Units By 11.30

12.30 = Six Units 1.30 = 5+2 = Five

Units

6.30 = Four Units 7.30 = 3+2 = Five

Units

8.30 = 4+1 = Five

Units

12.30 = Free

Saw myself as a loonie

Of the Lunatic Underground

It was late in the afternoon

Of the 17th of January 1993

That my whole

Intoxicated universe

Finally exploded

Broken at last

With etiolated face

Tremulous hands

After so many years

Of semi-Icaran hubris

It was late in the afternoon

Of the 17th of January 1993

That my whole

Intoxicated universe

Finally exploded.

An Autobiographical Narrative: 1990s

Oblivion in Recession

First existed

As a series of rough notes

Scrawled on a piece

Of scrap paper

In the dying days of January 1993.

Oblivion in Recession

The legs started going,

Howlings

In my head.

Thought I'd go,

Kept awake with water,

Breathing,

Arrogantly telling myself

I'd stay straight.

Drank gin and wine,

Went out,

Tried to buy more,

Unshaven,

Filthy white shorts,

Lost, rolling on lawn,

Somehow got home.

Monday, waiting for offie,

Looked like death,

Fear in eyes

Of passers-by,

Waiting for drink,

Drink relieved me.

Drank all day,

Collapsed wept

"Don't Die on Me."

Next day,

Double brandy

Just about settled me,

Drank some more,

Thought constantly

I'd collapse

Then what?

Fit? Coronary?

Insanity? Worse?

Took a Heminevrin,

Paced the house

All night,

Pain in chest,

Weak legs,

Lack of feeling

In extremities,

Visions of darkness.

Drank water

To keep the

Life functions going,

Played devotional music,

Dedicated my life

To God,

Prayed constantly,

Renounced evil.

Next day,

Two Valiums

Helped me sleep.

By eve,

I started to feel better.

Suddenly,

All is clearer,

Taste, sounds,

I feel human again.

I made my choice,

And oblivion has receded,

And shall disappear.