Monday, August 12, 2013

Last Night

We played and danced
The stars our witness
Fog settled on the field
But we broke through
As we ran in chaos

We drank in deep the night air
Our only narcotic
Except for the beat
That ran and lifted, lifted us

What is foolish?
What is fun?

We made fools of ourselves
Whatever the meaning of the word
Like only kids can
The curse of adulthood
Might one day end

But not today
We looked up at the stars and spun

Our world finally one beautiful kaleidoscope carousel

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