Poem: The Late Nineties

A poem about a time. And a place.

There was that time we all tried to drink
two litres of lime green milk, after eating
a giant burger. We were down by the water,
hungover, and later that night we’d head

to the Kurt & Courtney doco at the
film festival. There’d been some big party
the night before; somebody’s flat warming,
or 21st. Or both. Spiking the yard glass

with a hip flash of bourbon, and sachets
of ketchup from McDonald’s. Sunday,
after, in the sunshine. Our insides almost
frozen by far too much flavoured milk.

It could take a whole week for the self-
loathing to vanish. By which time it was
high time to start all over again. The
solution a huge part of the problem.