Laser lights linger in the lining of your eyes,
People spin around to rhythmic beats
Jackal smiles float around like Cheshire cats…
glowing and prefect
The smell of booze and sweat clouds the mind
Willing, but completely unwilling
Embraces from people
you know only after midnight...Like Cinderella in
reverse.
Sticky drinks at your
feet
Breaking glass,
breaking fights, broken noses
Drink after drink
People look friendlier. And some what happier…or sadder…
The jackal smile is
passed out in the corner
A boy hugs you warmly…Guess we’re friends
this weekend
Your friend kisses the “love of her
life”
Third wheel…Fifth wheel or spare wheel
The one you once thought of maybe, kinda,
possibly loving is lip-locked (tick-tocked), with a girl whose face you can’t see…
(Lip-locked tick-tocked)
Cigarette smoke clings to your hair….
The way
that girl clings to the boy she just met
You need air, but the windowless building
swallows you up…so you drink
And drink…and drink…in you sink
Wake up from your baby bear night…Not great,
not bad…Just right…Just average
Just like this poem.
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