Feet smashed into strappy heels.

Powder and liners caked on.

They call this fun.

 

Hair heated and pinned.

Jewelry cooling their skin.

Dresses zipped tight by friends.

 

Then the bass drops,

The shoes kicked off,

Sweat cutting through make-up.

 

Ties come loose as guys grind.

Curls come loose as girls twerk.

Guards fall,

Revealing all.

 

 

 

 

Poetry

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