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Last Night’s Last Drink

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Somewhere between the seated laughs,

The frosted walks, the pulse of music,

I woke to find my last drink gone.

 

Gone is the mist that makes the club

Seem mystical, magical; someone

Else’s life. It is no longer that.

 

Now it’s my body that contorts

To unfamiliar rhythms –

My arms that bend, my spine that twists.

 

My face – it is my face, a stranger’s face –

I see, eyes closed in ecstasy,

Lips parted, hair – a smouldering halo.

 

Cinderella’s charm has lost its power.

The midnight’s gone and past.

I crawl back to my human skin. Then revelling is done.