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I am not invited to the party
Fireworks light the sky while I close my eyes
Smoke hangs in the air when I wake
Aftermath of the festivities
Broken glass
Wine stains
A good pirate passed out in the street
I walk through the maze of debris
Neon lights light my way while others sleep
The Moon still sleeps
The Sun is not yet awake
Basking before the veil of dawn
The work calls to me
An itch inside my mind and under my skin
No invitation needed
About the Creator
Joshua Bull
An aspiring writer. I enjoy writing short stories on the relationships between people and the surreal. My poetry is a deep dive into intense emotions within moments.
> https://joshkable.wordpress.com
> https://www.instagram.com/jbmusings/
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