LAST NIGHT

so I went out and drank and drank and drank,
found myself twirling to something strange on
the radio with a beautiful boy
that knew English but chose not to speak it,
played brilliant word games with other strange and
twirling people in the room, came home and
wrote and wrote and wrote, it was wonderful

closed my eyes and died, felt myself, dying,
felt the life leaking out of my body
as I lay there, it all flew out of my
head and I died, came back, was brought back to

life as an overweight, middle-aged woman
with a really big headache, makeup
smeared all over my face, joints so sore from
too many nights of drinking and bumping
into walls while dancing, feet blistering
and bruised from tight high heels and too many dance
partners stomping on them, it was
terrible, it was so terrible

and now I can't get out of here

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