.god, a bottle of 70cl Jackie Boy goes down so quickly, esp. since it was bought on discount...

what the hell was that?
there i was, fine throughout the day,
and then it hit me...

i don't even know what it was...
my best assertion was that it was:

the fear of god...
  
    anything else is out of the window,
it wasn't a nausea,
it wasn't dizziness,
it certainly wasn't high-blood pressure...

watering eyes...
it almost felt like sea-sickness,
but since i've never been prone to
sea-sickness,
i couldn't tell...
   but...
     i could find a comfortable
to sit in, tilt my head forward
or back, or sit in a Turkish akimbo...

hot sweating running down my head...
was it because i didn't
excuse the right of feces from my body...
or? ah... sober...
        
so i cut out the second half of
the UEFA nation's league...
the Netherlands are already 1 - 0
up on Germany...
and they're playing the sort
of football like i remember they
played, when clarence seedorf,
and dennis bergcamp
and mike overmars
   (who could dribble the pall and
run like an Olympic sprinter)
played for the orange side...

funny how the concept of Europe
is misplaced when it comes
to the application of football
festivity...
  
what, what exactly, is Eastern Europe?
Poland, Czech Republic etc.
so... why are Western countries
playing... Israel, Armenia,
Georgia.... Kazakhstan,
Azerbaijan... Turkey...
                        what's "eastern" about
the former, and "european"
about the latter?

not much...

       so the feeling set in,
and... yes, i do blame it on alcohol  
withdraw...
but... i also managed to pick up
Friday's and today's (Saturday's)
newspaper,
   (i still think the times is
centrist right)
   and... well... i began to feel queasy,
or rather, uneasy with
such an array of articles...

- Friday:
1. charities gagged by ministers:
   agencies working with universal
claimants are barred from
criticizing secretary of state
    (Esther McVey the"dame" in
question),
2. unforgiven: now students ban
cowboy outfits:
    university of Kent....

- Saturday:
1. BBC staff told to use non binary
pronouns -
refer to non-binary colleagues
as "them" or "they" rather than
he or she...
     so... they're all schizophrenics?
beyond gender "neutrality"
they're hearing voices in
their head, or in the vicinity?
i am supposed to think of 1,
as a 10?
i'd still prefer to call someone
zoo-zoo if he she or it
begin to confuse my knowledge
of a language...
mind you... i acquired
this language...
    no wonder the natives are
going: what the ****?!
2. we're in a dark age where hearts
rule minds:
why experts ignored and
universities cowering before student
mobs, the gains of the Enlightenment
are imperiled....
  
so it dawned on me...
**** it...
    two ciders down and enough
to cram an hour's worth of brisk walking,
and i was feeling much
better... watching a lightweight
boxing match... all 12 rounds...
missed by a margin of only 1 point
between Lewis Ritson
v. Francesco Patera...

feeling? well... relieved?
  opened a bottle of Jackie Boy...
and figured...
ill swear as much as i ******* please,
and all that comes with it...
but i will not utter:
asher shem...
yes, that name...
               i will not usher into vocal
ha shem... the name...
since... as i've noticed...
the Arabs... tend to:
   utter their god's name: in vain...

allah'u akbar... all the ****** time...
me? i like the "inconvenience"
the Jews adopted,
in hiding a name inside a name...
to speak the overly-generalized
concept of deity...

   **** i will... i will curse & pound
all i care against this blank
punching bag of pixel paper...
and i guess... that's that.