Flaunt about, flippant fun.
Flash your diamonds’ gleam.
Sing the songs of laughing girls.
N’er waken from your dream.

Fill your flask.
Drink your drink.
Down the dimming brew.
Close your eyes to mirrors’ tale,
That face you square with you.

Shadows and veils of night,
Sleep and pale escape.
Best to die from sun to dark,
Cause naught of day to gape.

Whispers flood the halls of peace,
To shatter slumbers’ kiss,
For all dare hint of shallow voids,
Hollowed by such bliss.

c 1984 Joann Nelander