> pasT BED TimE

Author: aLmich

Gigantic mirror balls
Laser lights
darting sweaty bodies;
Arms stretched
with hands cupped
like receiving manna from
heaven;
Boys grinding
to the sound of house music;
Smoke shrouding
the dance floor;
Beer guzzling,
Bass shaking,
Heads nodding.

After some months of absence,
I returned to Malate -
only to realize
that despite my renewed ability
to bend and stretch my body
in ways


I have never done for a very long time,
clubbing doesn't thrill me that much
like it used to before.
Good thing I'm with friends.
With JC and Eric in tow, I enjoyed Malate
in a different sense.


I guess it's time to accept
that it's way past my BED time
For I, after so many daydreams
of reclaiming that great party experience
I had in my Malate days,
have now outgrown clubbing.

 

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