Friday Night

Rave in the night,
Green, white, flashing,
Bass beats surrounding me.

Drink in my hand,
Cold, icy, clear,
It’s only water in my cup.

Hoochy in the corner,
Begging, pleading, dipping,
That girl isn’t me.

Twelve in the morning,
Dark, late, early,
People go out so late.

Alone in my head,
Dance, think, feel,
Unique form of meditation.

DJ in the wooden booth,
Playing, mixing, bopping,
Figuring out the vibes.

Sweaty in our revelry,
Pulse, alive, empowered,
Not caring who’s looking.

Voice in retirement,
Lost, hoarse, quiet,
The music got the better of me.

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