February Poem 3/28
Afterparty
A guest list for an afterparty meant for divine
That will go on until the stars don't shine
And when those candles go out, we only need a spark
Even the lazy dog will join us in and bark
We're in the guest list to a party meant for divine
You're my plus one because I wished you mine
And even when my eyes are lashless and body lame
I know you'll still hold me all the same, all the same
Because we're a party of our own, and that's just fine
Got two tickets with you for the end of the line
Till we've blown our last breath out like a crumpled party streamer
Hope you sleep well, lover. I love you, dreamer
Oblique Strategy of the day: You don't have to be ashamed of using your own ideas.