glittering lights under night time skies
winking and urging you on
flashy cars and showy dresses
perfumed scents and long, red nails
glistening lips and flamboyant smiles
the sound of exuberant laughter
and spirited conversation
fighting to be heard
over the sounds of music flowing from speakers large
time moves on with wild abandon
an evening touched by magic
as you engage yourself fully in the moment
and when the time comes
to turn on the lights
the vibes immediately still
now you see
raw humanity
the tired traces
and streaks of dirt
without the sparkle
created by music
and by the substances
flowing through your veins
the showy dresses
no more than sequins
the flashy cars
no longer polished
the glistening lips
have lost their gloss
flamboyant smiles
static with fatigue
and the spirited conversation
muted in the ears of the misunderstood
and you’re left with the stark reality
of yourself, by yourself once more
open and transparent
the sparkle has vanished
and you are
tarnished and blemished
as you’d be
under the bright midday sunlight
with the knowledge, the wondering
were you true
to yourself, your values, your standards…
you can loose yourself
temporarily
in what you do, with whom you do it, in whichever form
but you will find yourself again, alone
your mind full of pictures that you now own
do you like what you see, what you feel
in this moment?
winking and urging you on
flashy cars and showy dresses
perfumed scents and long, red nails
glistening lips and flamboyant smiles
the sound of exuberant laughter
and spirited conversation
fighting to be heard
over the sounds of music flowing from speakers large
time moves on with wild abandon
an evening touched by magic
as you engage yourself fully in the moment
and when the time comes
to turn on the lights
the vibes immediately still
now you see
raw humanity
the tired traces
and streaks of dirt
without the sparkle
created by music
and by the substances
flowing through your veins
the showy dresses
no more than sequins
the flashy cars
no longer polished
the glistening lips
have lost their gloss
flamboyant smiles
static with fatigue
and the spirited conversation
muted in the ears of the misunderstood
and you’re left with the stark reality
of yourself, by yourself once more
open and transparent
the sparkle has vanished
and you are
tarnished and blemished
as you’d be
under the bright midday sunlight
with the knowledge, the wondering
were you true
to yourself, your values, your standards…
you can loose yourself
temporarily
in what you do, with whom you do it, in whichever form
but you will find yourself again, alone
your mind full of pictures that you now own
do you like what you see, what you feel
in this moment?
