the music guaranteed to annoy and prevent relaxation
I spoke to two lizards
who grinned impassively and left without uttering a sound
the party music peeled off my remaining peacefulness
wrought iron action was needed
so I threw up.

The lively party wreaked of pitter patter talk
of high principled brows;
books were favourite areas of attack
obscure authors were a delicacy
strange how unknown phrases and ideas
suddenly become significant
after four glasses of wine
after hours of tedium.

In the shape of pretentious pen pushing
the hilarious stories are confetti
but the shallow drift of conversation
is worth defeating
I’m here to
have a good time.