Party Reflections

My parties have become pretty lean Ever since onset of Covid nineteen No more passing around fine liquor drinking alone, in a hall of mirrors A new reality from behind thin veils Masks and gloves, my themed masquerade Radio on ‘Move Closer’ gives me shivers smooching alone, in a hall of mirrors I’m a one man band, on my record player Listening to the sole voice, of Leo Sayer Drowning in misery, a beached orca killer singing drunkenly, in a hall of mirrors Switch on the TV, looking for distraction Silent movie on, some guy named Chaplin Enough charades, echoes growing dimmer talking to myself, in a hall of mirrors. Something catches the corner of my eye A headline in a newspaper, lying nearby Vaccine found, life’s suddenly less grimmer Praying on my knees, to broken mirrors. PARTY FOLK Poetry Contest Sponsored by Julia Ward 28/12/2020