we were just playing around
making fun of the world
laughing at the stars
drinking a lot
fucking anyone
living the night in the city
being no one
feeling everything
smiling like idiots
loving the music
we were unique
along with the rest of the crowd
YOU ARE READING
encore en vie
Poesíathe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
