Out of Everyone’s Box
Why is everyone devouring the neon lights?
Opening their mouths wide open
for the pink, blue and green
beams shooting through the darkness
of the club?
Oh how I wish, I wish they would
smile just a bit, if nothing,
when the white wine sunshine
trickles into the corners of their mouths
though the icy blizzards and the clouds,
washing away the stale poison
and judgments of yesternight.
The bass thumps its way into
all the chambers of my heart
and forces my heartbeat to cooperate
— again, but, too stubborn.
As I sit in the shadows,
for every offer to be a hatrack and a
shoe-sitter— I have a glittery
‘Yes’ sequined on my chest.
How do you get intoxicated on stale
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