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08/20/2021
the gold rimmed wine glasses clink their way into the main area.
in the distance, a carbonated can cracks open (fizzzz...)
the darkness brings the cold and the cold brings us closer
we huddled there, like little birds squeezed in a pink nest
inaudibly, laugher & conversation float around the room
and my stomach sways with the wine swirled around noses
the room is a beaming pond of activity, blending voices, and company
i mean it too, literal company. it was an office party.
suddenly, coworkers who were at each others throats
sing like childhood friends, holding hands and
dancing around one another.
a break in the roof allows a moonbeam spotlight
soiled paper plates are left unattended
there are periodic flashes, i watch as their faces glow
red, green, blue, white
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