Throes of Night

In the throes of last night
amongst the drinks and dinner
I vaguely recall
part of a dangerously earnest conversation.

Let me first apologize for anything
honest I might have admitted.
We can assume
in the stark light of day
that whatever I may have stated
can simply be ignored.

We don’t have to go over the specifics.
It may be, in fact,
easier that way.
Let us simply work under the supposition
that all curious phrases
potentially proffered
over the course of the throes of the night
are now null and void
and need never be repeated.

Can we do that,
do you think?
Can we exercise discretion
while exorcising all memories
from the recent past?
I would very much appreciate it
and will speak no further words
ever again
about last night.

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