Pop! MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   POP!

goes the champagne bottle

The clanking of glasses, and cheers for a new year fill the room

The glasses are downed,

and wrinkled hands beg for more

Chatter of promises, that will never be fulfilled

The colorful people, with their

tangerine shirts, and oxford blues sway back and forth,

from room to room

Again the glasses are downed, and the greedy hands

EXPECT more

The apple has fallen, and is forgotten

as plastic streamers fall around the feet of the

herd

I stand,

not affected by the colorful water.

Tempting as it is, I do not let the wanting encompass me

Spinning

dropping

The room feels unfriendly to me

Why? I ask

I am untouched by the sour grapes

I am the untainted one.





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