POETRY: The Afterparty — {Glitter Meets Vacuum}

thank you for coming

after you left

i threw a second party

it wasn’t an elegant affair

it was me singing into my Swiffer

in a ratty t-shirt

it was the glitter

floating in the catch pot

creating a disco

for the dust mites

it was the cat

batting a bottle

left empty and abandoned

in an unfilled corner

by the stair

it was the reminder

that as much fun as we had

i would rather be alone

in my home

with its imperfections

without your comments

it was the silence

and fulfillment

of a fresh cleaned house

that reminded me

to schedule

the next gathering

elsewhere

it was me

finding myself

in the flotsam

left behind

by you

that made me

treasure this

space even more