after the reception
In corners, when the party tent folds,
there you’ll find me. I promised.
We droned earlier, when spotlights dove
into glossed lips and walmart earrings;
form show and dance, elegant pathetic –
all while we revered one unvoiced howl
which brooked no pain, no ten dollar merlot;
singular, it blurred me twice a minute –
but shook nowhere. Rooms rocked and headached.
But stars [...]