Their apartment was ballroom-huge, <br />just off Park Avenue; they were <br />generous with their invitations; <br /> <br />we, happy to partake of their lavish lifestyle, <br />their buffet food, their wine, their décor… <br /> <br />for which, we paid in a grubby coinage: <br />from cocktails to liqueurs, <br />the captive audience for their literate, spotlight centered abuse <br />of one another.. the complicity of it all <br />made my fresh underwear feel dirty.. <br /> <br />outside, after, in the street, <br />the rain came down; <br />how sweet the rain felt.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-invited-visit-to-an-uninvited-play/
