Feel the same. Perhaps many do.

Memorphilia

Glittering bodies draped across gilded thrones
Swallowing bulimic bites of saccharine cakes
Swishing gold champagne around their mouths
Splashing drunken slurs across each other’s chests
Whispering secrets into sour mouths and stain coated lips
Suckling the last dregs of spit and liquor from an empty breast
Suffocating in the crowded heat of clamoring beasts
Gasping and choking for a glance at the glowing screen
Bating breath as the numbers beat down
Pressing against strange lips as the cacophonous cry arises–
“Happy New Year!”

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