Bodies swipe and people apologize,
even if they don't mean it.

And again,
I find myself surrounded by lush after lush,
wondering how I got here.

They fill their bellys with liquor,
plastic cups circle the table
like lights on a christmas tree.

I tip back in my chair,
taking in the way some of these people are clutching eachother

and I can't help but think how
after the lights have dimmed,
those two will go home to their clean sheets
and fuck like plump dogs,
hot from the summer's heat.

07/18/2004

Posted on 07/18/2004
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