Too Much Fun

a poem by Nadezhda Aleksandrovna Montik, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

Striped walls, spinning lights
bumping up the beat.
One shot, two shots,
unsteady on your feet.

White balls, red cups
drops of golden beer.
Silver pole, table top,
dancing with no fear.

Broken glass, Vodka labels
passed out on the floor.
Red lights, blue lights
flashing through the door.

Heart beat barely there
please go make the call.
Silent on the stretcher,
dead upon arrival.

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