Tonight

There was standing room only in the lounge tonight.  The air was electric as I was graced with the art waged by some of the most impressive poets I’ve ever met.

I drank in their words as I sipped at my vodka and all I could think was… you’re missing out.

I’ll take this over being high and alone.. any day.

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