Confetti
and music gruffly
We sat in the dark
Stabbed
at us
Secretly pressing
Shot at
us out of
The outside of my
left thigh
The
comical megaphone
To the outside of
your right.
[You introduced
strangers
Who wink
smugly
Smiling mother
At their
subordinates?]
That was the day I
wore tough
Business
cards swirled around laughter
Sleeveless shirts
Assaulted
the hall
And slicked my hair
back
Far too
distant
And wore flowery
perfume
For you
to sniff
Was I a child?