Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Vicarious

party animals

when I slinked into the party
I felt naughty eyes upon me
phosphorescent, burning through me
softening lips begging to kiss
in the corner in a whirlwind
we stared beams of adoration
and conjured spirits with our eyes
while every other soul turned cold
and floated away like ashes

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