An intentionally bad poem I wrote for a thread filled with intentionally bad poems.

i partied too hard
i think I am dying
but i am not dying
it was just a feeling
it has passed now
i'm being sick though
being sick is how i picture dying

i woke up with a sore head today
i think i was sucked into a gigantic void
maybe a black hole or something
can black holes absorb you like an ass
i like to dream that i am being absorbed by an ass