you find a costume
for your sticky
skin, for
the club and last light to travel in
your eyes, red like
lasers for the camera
love in those
explosions, of people
colour laughter hot white
flashes and rainbow lights, love in
tangles of sweat and hair
you’re laughing all over, sometimes
you forget to smile in a picture
you’re drunk on everything, or just not sober
maybe you don’t
remember how you get
home.
someone is next to you, sleep
twitching. and you wonder about
love like that in everyone, tired
but still dancing.