A Joy

Sat in an electrified hubbub,
Settling into a joy,

Eyes wet as a rush kinks my face
And songs fuzz the room in a high,

Plied with sweet hydropathic gin
I feed off extraordinary stories,

The squall of human nature
And it’s delirious decline,

Bent canticles in a right wired night,
Moments hoped then actualised,

Tides of laughter wooing the room,
Your arm wrapped round mine as we shine.

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