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saturday Night

there will be smoke

flame, tiny torches

extended from glossed lips

and balanced between

manicured fingers

there will be light

greens, reds, blues,

dim shadows dancing

on dirty floors and

black walls

there will be sound

walls of it

bellowing through

floorboards and

pulsing in between

bodies aligned

in staggered rows

there will be

booze and smoke

and shiney smiles

and chattering



complete strangers

wondering, just


who’s going





2 thoughts on “saturday Night

  1. Trouble says:

    Today I stopped by to get a better knowledge of whom is commenting on my poetry and I am wow’d. You are a great writer! I feel inspired to have caught your eye. Thank you for your praise and know you have mine as well. 🙂

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