Party in my Dream

the music to dance though
     no one did as the sparkle
   of crystal waltzed about in fraudulent smile, "nice
to see you again"
   of all you fakes, that repugnant smell
sweat under a breast
                       smothered by a bra
            the slime seeping out their mouths
    inching its way into my system
         "STOP"

10/21/09, Austin